Tuesday, October 31, 2006
she quietly wept..
If my life was a book,
I wanna burn away all the pages that had you in it,
all the pages,
because only that,
I would not waste a single bit of my time thinking of you.
not even a second,
not even a thought.
Althought I've moved on,
there's something you left behind,
and I hope time would take them away,
there's always a part of you that stays in me,
and whenever I think of it,
I feel so pathetic and lost,
and stupid.
If only I could turn back time,
I wished I never met you.
