
but today is not the same
it's like a different town, a different place, a different name
I kick my heels against the curb throw a stone to where you lived
hoping I'll see you again
hope is low
will you show?
and I remember, the day that saved us
the way you kissed me and the salt it filled my eyes
and we remember, our californa
the night we slept along the shore and washed away
[...]
my blood flows faster with every thought of everything that happened here
it takes the pain away
-Automatic Loveletter-
IsaTaubenfeld.
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