I hate knowing

by Mel   Dec 2, 2005


I hate knowing our last conversation was fake, that the last time you held my hand, it wasnt the one you wanted to, the last kiss we shared was for the hell of it, the last time we talked was a subliminal goodbye, the last time we faught, is what you wanted, and the last time we walked, is the time you walked away. .M.

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