Saturday, November 12, 2011

Dear John,

     It's Saturday and I don't love you anymore.
People change as time goes by, other people get in between, but I will love you til the day I die.
We use them to help us forget, we use them to be reminded how to fall, to shake the dust and try again, because we've learnt that after one follows another and that no matter how real it may seem, no pain is forever. Only time can tell if resentment will chase away the love.

Saw you that cold evening,I smiled back, wondering: what the fuck do we think we found here?

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