so there is this place,
where i don't need to give a reason for everything i do.
so do you.
mistakes made,
remedies be found.
no guilt.
no remorse.
everything goes back to before.
you hurt me,
and i'll still turn around,
and we'd have dinner.
and we told ourselves
to be happy.
but where the fuck is this place?
reader k | 11/02/2005 10:06:00 PM |
