Letters To Cleo Laudunum
It's getting harder to believe I've gotta go but I don't want to leave. You've got your mortality on your sleeve. And if i'm something you've outgrown, you'd think that maybe I'd had known. God I wish I'd just known. I want you to be like me. It would be so easy if you'd just agree. I chucked it all in the past 'cause you're the one I want at last you are the one for me. I want you to be...
