Sunday, February 26, 2006

no escape.

I want you to stay with me.
But honey, you’re lost.
And so are you.
You’re lost since the moment you decided you want to come with me.
Didn’t you think about that along the way?
I haven’t got a clue.
Your arms have held me so long for me to even think of letting go.




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