Tuesday, February 26, 2013

A Gift. Of All Days.



Out of the blue, my pupil handed me a present. It was a sweet gesture that brought a smile to my mien.

Of all days,

It had to be Today.

"It's not that I won't miss but I'd have to leave one day. 

And when I leave, I don't want you to die."  (You) 

Happy Birthday, You.


::: I Told You So :::

Suppose I called you up tonight
And told you that I loved you.
And suppose I said I wanna come back home.
And suppose I cried and said I think I finally learned my lesson,
And I'm tired of spending all my time alone.

If I told you that I realize you're all I ever wanted
And it's killing me to be so far away.
Would you tell me that you love me too
And would we cry together?
Or would you simply laugh at me and say,

"I told you so.
Oh, I told you so.
I told you someday you'd come crawling back 
And asking me to take you in.
I told you so,
But you had to go.
Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again."

If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever,
Would you get down on yours too and take my hand?
Would we get that old time feeling?
Would we laugh and talk for hours,
The way we did when our love first began?

Would you tell me that you missed me too,
And that you've been so lonely,
And you've waited for the day that I returned?
And we would live and love forever,
And that I'm your one and only.
Or would you say, "The tables finally turn."?

Would you say, "I told you so.
Oh, I told you so,
I told you someday you'd come crawling back 
And asking me to take you in.
I told you so,
But you had to go.
Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again.
Now I found someone new and you will never break my heart in two again."

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