I hate the fact every now and then I still think about you, while I'm probably not even in your mind.
Monday, January 17, 2011
I still think about you
Why is it that,
Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?
Forever was a lie.
What the hell am I suppose to do? Just move on? Just forget everything? Because last time I checked, you said forever, but that's not what this feels like. Forever was a lie.
I wish that I could make you understand
I wish that I could make you understand that I’m not angry with you – I'm clearly heartbroken – but darling, I could never hate you.
the one that has to die
I'm the one that has to die when it's time for me to die,
so let me live my life the way I want to.
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