So kiss me and smile for me…
All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go
I’m standing here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breaking it’s early morn
The taxi’s waiting, it’s blowin’ its horn
Already I’m so lonesome, I could die
So kiss me and SMILE for me
Tell me that you will wait for me
Hold me like you’ll never let me go
I’m leaving on a jet plane
Don’t know when I’ll be back again
Oh babe, I hate to go…
Dream about the days to come…
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Smile for me…It might not be the wisest of the decisions but I need to get it out of my system before it kills me slowly…
Already emotionally spent and mentally exhausted…I can’t keep up with the farce anymore soon…especially since there’s other factors contributing to my mental and emotional anguish…bah! I don’t want to use anger and hatred to counter the heartache anymore…It has only been two weeks of being an angry biatch and it is already that exhausting and tiring…
Before that wall that I’ve been building up these past few months starts to completely crumble in the worst way possible, I need to go and do what I feel is the best to strengthen it again…and I don’t mean to burden anyone with this decision…I am so sorry if it does…I just NEED to do it…
I can’t sleep…three more hours…
First stop…Sydney…here I come…yay! Krispie Kreme donuts!!!
