I could slip away now, go away forever, he wouldn't care. I could never call again, never page him, but I'd still think of him. I could drink myself into oblivion, but I can't escape my thoughts tomorrow.
Reason for writing:
I broke up with my boyfriend Frank, and I was so depressed.
Birth sign: Taurus
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