"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

You were the first one. The only one. 
You were the one that made me smile when I was down and could make me cry just by saying goodbye.
You said hello and my whole day got just a little bit better.
And now I cry and cry waiting for you to call but it's like you don't really want to change.
I wonder if you ever loved me at all.

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