Saturday, March 21, 2009
naiive.
it's sad how the tip of my head still feels connected to your being-
and how my body yearns for some false comfort.
i want to feel your heart beat again. i want to see you again.
it's not as if it's you, more of just the thought of you.
as usual, nostalgia creeps up, just when i thought it would give me a break.
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