Nobody’s Perfect.. Trust Me I’ve Heard It

Tonight, I feel like I made an ass out of myself in front of the lady.. and by in front of — I mean that I sent her a text message that I questioned later – or 10.  Drinking is bad m ‘kay.  When you are sitting in a bar and something makes your think.. I should text the lady that I can’t get off my mind.. this text about an email that I sent her almost 2 years ago.. Don’t.  You might spend the next forever and a half wondering what she is thinking.

Maybe I’m all messed up
Maybe I’m all messed up
Maybe I’m all messed up in you

I Grow Fonder Everyday Day,
Loose Myself in Time
Just Thinking of Your Name

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