So out with the old and in with the new
And that doesn't mean love that I'll forget you
It just means that I no longer hold onto us the way I used to
this is the first Saturday night I've spent alone in a while as I'm not out
Drowning myself in bad music and over crowded houses in a hope of finding someone new
to rake my nails against for a few hours
Before it all starts again
So good luck and goodbye
The past isn't where
I choose to be any longer
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Much love
Rubes
xx
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