Thursday, March 11, 2010

chaccone.

mornings like this, i wish i could 
go behind that cliff
the one no one knows exists
and forget about you
and forget about me
and listen to that one song that i have become obsessed with now
you know it always changes
but i think this one will stick for a while

"i don't regret a single day"

this morning the past was brought up
and i don't mind thinking about it
at all
but i don't want to remember loving her. 

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