Wednesday, September 14, 2011

that one night in december.


it was cold outside. i was in a dress, you in a tux.
that one night, is why i am who i am now
you helped me shape up who i want to be
or rather, who i've wanted to be.
we were careless
we made mistakes that we couldnt fix.
that one single memory i have of you,
that one thing that kept me going at the darkest times
is now something i dont want to be a part of.

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