Thursday, March 28, 2013

it's when the quiet settles in, when everybody's resting, or right before i sleep, or immediately after i wake, that i think of you.

and i marvel at how easily you had stopped caring about me. i hurt you so bad that you feel i do not even deserve any attention. i am beginning to wonder now if you even read my text, or if you deleted it without reading. does it even matter now?you are gone.

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