Monday, May 24, 2010

If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I’m not ashamed of it

You asked me to stay again. I promised myself I wouldn't give in this time. Funny how I can promise everyone else the world and deliver but something so simple I can't keep to myself. As soon as I started to give you stopped me. Maybe you should go you told me. I silently thanked you. Crawling is more difficult than walking.

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