Wednesday, July 22, 2009
#2
The way you spoke suggested something more, but your actions always suggested something less. We were caught in the middle; caught in a cataclysm of love and hate. It seemed as if the closer we came to a conclusion, the farther we ventured from the truth, and the more I tried to be there, the more you seemed to give up. I forgot you for awhile, and eventually I'll let go of you forever.
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