Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Wanna ask if you love me but I don't wanna seem so weak.

Sometimes, it feels like it was all just a dream. Us.

Like I'm going to wake up and realize that we have been living this whole different life. As if our lives never collided. As if our paths never crossed.

But, when you stand there, in front of me,

I know it's real. Us.

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