Feb 14, 2011 18:11
Vehemently, I did protest that I should live
All my days with my
Life revolving around just one person, the only person I knew would love me
Ever more, and that was me. So I moved out to the middle of
Nowhere, a place where there was no danger of
Tripping over my own heart as
I traipsed out the door to green grass and rows of cornfields,
Never believing that one night at a Chinese restaurant with you would guarantee that nothing
Else would ever be enough.
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