Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Je me tiens en gaz et vous avez été la flamme.

Shit. This is getting annoying.

CLICK: Another Unkept Secret
It'd be easier if we never existed, but if that were so, I wouldn't have the memories that recapitulate our finest moments together. That is the compromise of hurting hearts.

I miss you and think of you often. Please, make it stop.

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