domingo, 3 de agosto de 2014

#44 Happy Birthday

I'm not calling you babe. Or write you an email. Or think about you. It's a promise.


Today it was your birthday
And I didn’t know what to do
Are you supposed to call the people you love
When you know they don’t love you

Today was your birthday
But I didn’t dare to call
Though I thought about you all day
Even at midnight I wanted to call
To be honored to be the first one to send you my love
And wish you

Happy hippy birthday

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