Look what it's done to your friends, their memories are pretend and the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end.

jueves, 21 de febrero de 2013

Learning to make do

And it came to me as the strangest revelation.
It was enough.
It had always been.
And would always be.
For it had to.
I will learn to make do.

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