Sunday, November 22, 2009

Across the sky:

I don't even know you, I've spoken to you once. Yet, you have this power over my entire mind.

You have been the only thing I can think of. The centre of all my thoughts. And, I wish it would stop. I don't need this right now, I don't ever need this.

I'm not going to let myself get my hopes up anymore. It only leaves space for unnecessary dissapointment.

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