Saturday, November 8, 2008

0003.

I think you forgot who I am. Your tears won't wash this one away. It puts a smile on my face to know you're in regret. Minutes became days, days became months, months became years. I have nothing left for you.

I am not the man who hooked up with you.
I am not the man who manipulated you from your other.
I am not the man who deprived something valuable with deceit.
I am the man who stayed with you after you deceived me the first time.

... And you came to pass.

I feel so alive.

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