Monday, September 6, 2010

538. I'm here without you, but you're still on my lonely mind



My silence tells it all.

I swore I tried to.
It only hurts to keep hoping on something which is not going to happen.
Enough of it I guess.

It's just too little too late. 
A little too wrong. 
And I can't wait.
But you know all the right things to say.
You know it's just too little too late.

P/S: The choice is yours.

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