so little time, so many things to talk to.
she's about to cry when she heard the whole conversation that she didin't get it.
I love the way we sit together, act like a ministry, talk about everything as if we know everything in the world. well, sometimes life needs a stage, right?
but i hate the ending, when you walked away and she started to saw me with her mad eyes, and i begin to feel like a jerk. how hard, even if i just want to have a simple communication with my 'new' seen friend or 'unseen old friend'.
there should be a hurting heart,
there should be faded smile,
in any other one.
RHJ
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