Friday, August 11, 2006

...forgetful...

how can love be such an excrutiating pain and pleasure at the same time?

if a chose to forget
do i have to regret?
if i feel empty and incomplete
do i have to feel defeat?

i have stored you inside a memory box...i stored you in a place i told myself i will never look back into but why do i have to feel darn gloomy now?

maybe you store me to a place to be forgotten too?! :C

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