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Futures

We started talking like we always do
Then you brought up that dreaded word
and we started talking about who would first
and who would never and who would fall apart
and it's nice to think that you think that
I will be happy someday

Someday I will die.
and I might be alone.
Someday you will die.
You won't be alone.
We might not know each other.
and you might not care.
But how could I not?

Dinner.

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  • Iris Doyle
    November 19, 2008
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    mmm its cool.


  • eronrox
    November 18, 2008
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    i like it
    explaainnnnnnnnnn? =]


    • grace elizabeth
      November 18, 2008
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      We started talking like we always do [we stay at dinner for like an hour after it ends just talking]
      Then you brought up that dreaded word [then someone goes "I wonder who will get married first]
      and we started talking about who would first
      and who would never and who would fall apart{who wouldnt get married and who would get divorced]
      and it's nice to think that you think that
      I will be happy someday[they thought that i would get married at 22]

      i think the rest is self explainitory.