CONCEPTUAL MATE #2

Thu, 08/04/2016 - 22:46 -- weg_

a simple night turning into a simple day that turns into a disaster,

man.

you are the reason love still coarses through my veins.

the reason I still dream of our moments.

you were the one and now I have no one.

just failures collecting themselves on a list

that falls beneath you.

I will find a way to forget you, hopefully.

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