Here I am listening to this music for the first brave time in months...

God. I miss you like hell, you know that?

Life's river drifts us on from friends, from lovers, from all those things inbetween, and I gotta say, I hate lapping those drawn out miles further and further from you...

When you're walking downtown,
do you wish I was there?
Do you wish it was me?
with the windows clear
in the mannequin's eyes,
do they all look like mine?
Come pick me up
Take me out
Fuck me up
Steal my records
Screw all my friends
Behind my back
With a smile on your face...
I wish you would
-ryan adams.