the end, by mytruth Subscribe to rss feed for mytruth

Listen to me.

I can't handle being
friends
with you.
(I never thought I'd say that.)

Friends who become 
lovers, 
who become 
distant...
and try to be friends...

well it's merely
yet clearly 
impossible
to open my heart
to a wall 
built with fear.

Posted: 2007-05-21 08:33:05 UTC

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2007-05-21 16:59:19Angel of Music
So tru! Great job!