"& if only the world could remain in a frame, like a painting on the wall.
I think we'd finally see the beauty then and stare at it in awe."





Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Stale Memories:



We form together like the pouring rain
& when the seasons change, we'll do the same.
We'll fall back in love
every September.


It's difficult to say what it is I saw in you.

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