Take me back, to January.....

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    Take me back, to January.....

    It seems to always be raining in my head.....Like how it gets hard to see, during a down pour. Yeah, you can still make shit out but, your vision is obstructed by millions of rain drops. Like watching a tv show you cant get in, because you have shitty rabbit ears. But, you can still make out the snowy picture and kinda enjoy your viewing program.

    Incantations form the spells inside my mind, send me in a spiral and later to rewind, of yesteryears.
    What made it go all wrong, what keeps me writing these same old songs? Why am I stuck on this?
    It shouldn't have went away, so many days we should of had to play. I wasn't done with this game.
    Now I'm sitting all alone, thinking of how a love grew over the phone. Now we don't even talk anymore.

    And I wonder, what your doing now, Love of my heart break. Take me back to January, when we were still in love. Take me back to January, before our love you disposed of. Because, even when it was cold out, it was still warm inside our hearts. Take me back to January, before you made your departs.

    Wishing, wanting, praying, didn't help me, was we just not meant to be? Even now that answer seems so hard to see. I cant believe this is how our world turned, everything we worked so hard for, to be caught up in the after burn. Still it doesn't stop me from you I miss, thinking of the days that were full of sweet bliss. How quickly bliss can turn sour.

    And I wonder, what your doing now, Love of my heart break. Take me back to January, when we were still in love. Take me back to January, before our love you disposed of. Because, even when it was cold out, it was still warm inside our hearts. Take me back to January, before you made your departs.

    I couldn't fix what was broken, though how hard I tried to repair the words once spoken. It did no good.

    Now, look at us now. Worlds that came together, now galaxy's apart. Left with broken pieces and having to restart. It just doesn't seem fair........

    We should have lasted, past January.....

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