Sunday, March 3, 2013

Only Once


As if you know the first thing about retaining happiness. I hope you think of me when no one understands. When the mirror's reflection is unrecognizable.

You said leave the things in the past that make you sad, must have been where you abandoned self.
And the only thing I am sorry over, is making you feel the pressure to somewhat uphold the standards of human decency.
And in working in my honesty, I hope you come crawling, as if you haven't forgotten saying to me that I was the only one.

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