Two Weeks

[Intuition] I told you I would stay and I meant it Friendship Is made to be malleable, bend it Splendid Wear it to the point that it's ending Regret it And start from the beginning Again and Mend it I gather all the days that we spent apart And then I look at what I built, watch it wilt, tend the garden Hardened hearts lead to empty lives Breathe free of tempt and lies If need be, see me, please be my next in line Don't ever say "woe is me." I'm just an IChat away from you, even overseas Sometimes I just need to go and flee the older scene Because my eyes are like a diary and you can hold the key I'm gonna stay until I wither From May until December Or later in the winter I'm praying like a sinner just to hear you speak It feels like two years, it's only been two weeks...nah