Tuesday, July 29, 2008

a place called us

I remember everything.
A curse, I’d say, to remember everything.
But I kinda like it.
You and me and all our beautiful and not so glorious moments
You and me and the times when we just really didn’t care.
They are still here somewhere.
As I get away from what’s around me
(And inevitably I do)
I get closer and closer to you.

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