Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Its what best.

One of these days, you'll realize how I was the one for you. And how you threw it all away. Well, when that day comes, I'll smile and tell you the same old thing you once told me -- that you're my friend. And that's all I want us to be. And maybe, if you're lucky, you'll open your eyes, and see how those words can never be comforting. And you'll never say them again.


Nice ain't it?
What goes around, comes around.
Karma's a bitch!

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