Wednesday, November 30, 2011

the landslide will bring you down

I'm sorry for all of the ways I hurt you.
You've changed. I've changed.
It's time I accept that, hold my head high and walk away
When I talk to you, it's weird to think we used to be best friends.
Unspoken confrontation, instead we small-talk of this and that.
I just wanna know something...
What do you really think of me?

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