So what if we are colleagues?
It’s not that bad, really.
So what if we’ve had a past, but don’t have a future?
It’s not that bad, really.
So, we’ve made love? So what if you don’t look at me anymore.
So what, if whenever you walk by, I crumble?
It’s not that bad. Really.
Thursday, March 8, 2007
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sigh!
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