This Tastes French
I wrote this for you, and will write this for me. It will be for us. It is a gift.
Friday, June 24, 2011
I'm Haunted By The Kiss You Should Have Never Given Me
The day you realised you didn't love me anymore, was the day I realised it was never love to begin with.
We can all play pretend sometimes.
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