Monday, February 9, 2009

I wish things were different and easy.

Not as complicated as it is, it was.

It seems as if years doesn't matter to me.

They're like days, moments, time.

What I wouldn't give to just forget and be left alone.

What I wouldn't give just for you to see me as I see you.

'Cause everytime I remember you,

The memory reminds me that I didn't really forget, not a bit...


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