Tuesday, September 29, 2009

This is my promise.



Dear F,

You want me to act like we've never kissed, you want to forget and pretend we've never met before -- and I've tried and tried so hard, but I haven't yet. You walk by, and I fall to pieces. Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, I guess I always will.

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