Sunday, January 30, 2011
It Always Ends, That's What Gives It Value...
I Can't Remember
by: Carice Zum Hofe
People tend to say
That remembering hurts
But forgetting is just as painful
I can't remember
Exactly what shade of brown
Your eyes were
I can't remember
What it felt like
When you held me
I can't remember
The tone of your voice
When you laughed
I can't remember
How your mouth tasted
When you kissed me
I can't remember
The sparkle in your eyes
When you looked at me
I can't remember
The curves of your body
As my hands traced them
I can't remember
Why we agreed
We were better off alone...
Baltimore was fun, signing off
till next time
stay random
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