Green Journal (no.2) Page304
When I go, I know,
Everything will go, with me.
I’ll stash memories along with others,
And drown the room for a week or two,
Because of you,
And the many times you left,
The countless times I was hurt,
Because of you,
I had a year of shit, my last year.
I wish I never loved you, and I
Wish I cared just as much as you do,
Then I’d leave right now,
So maybe one day,
I’ll be able to breathe again
Darren broke my heart… again
Today 22/07/06 by Moira Zahra.
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