Tuesday, January 11, 2011

So sad.

It hurts.
And you leave like a swift band-aid removal:
shock at the initial lack of pain,
then the sting comes rushing afterwards and smarts.

I wish we didn't have such differences.
I wish you knew what you did, and what you're doing.

This is all probably for the best.
This hurt is better than how continuation would hurt.
I wish it didn't have to be this way.

Ouch, again and once more.

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