Saturday, March 3, 2012

My Past Stalks Me

You're so unpredictable, I don't know what to think. You're so unemotional; I wonder if you're even still in love with me. I don't what to tell you now, it's always harder the second time around. You're so unpredictable, just like I used to be. You're so unemotional, but I can't forget the way you were with me.

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