we were an impractical nothing.
a shot in the dark that missed its target.
we were clouded whispers and secret kisses.
and then we were nothing.
nothing when all i wanted was something.
how can i let go when what could have been is
still
so
tempting?
Jun 19, 2011
Jun 19, 2011 at 1:49 PM UTC
we were an impractical nothing.
a shot in the dark that missed its target.
we were clouded whispers and secret kisses.
and then we were nothing.
nothing when all i wanted was something.
how can i let go when what could have been is
still
so
tempting?
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