Sunday, 03 May 2009

• midnight.
  you came online, drunk.
  said words that doesn't make any sense anymore.
  said things that doesn't matter anymore.
  you laughed, you sorrowed, you apologized.
  only when you are drunk, you are not afraid to face me.
  only when you are not sober, you tell me the words that you will never say.
  
  If we both feel bitter. Then why are we being apart?
  
  
  

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