When you find yourself alone, eventually, you will come to me and ask me, WHY.
I wish I had an answer for you.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Love

It's nothing I've felt before. It's not what I'm feeling now.
But it just might become that.
Even while I still think of him.
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