in reality,
nothing is as it seems. common misconceptions. distorted perspectives. true understanding lies within your eyes. or does it?
June 2011
Chicago in august.
Wait for me with open arms, I beg of you.
What am I to you, really
Am I a rebound? Why do you have to tell me you regret this and that with what we used to be? Do you even care? Are we even friends? Why am I always there for you& yet it never seems to be vice versa?
Dwelling on the past does you absolutely no good. Move on. Living in the past? Hah. Gets you nowhere.
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