All this time
I thought it was me
I blamed myself for all of our problems
When the truth is that all of our troubles
Begin and end with you
I could never make you things right
Because I haven't done anything wrong
I spent years wishing that you would come around
And things would get better
Sitting around daydreaming about our happy ending
Has done nothing but left me with a heart
Full of empty, unfulfilled fairy tales
Written for: M.D.F
Written by: J.M.B
1/14/2009
9:05 a.m
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