May 2010
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sweat
5/25/2010 6:25PM
I’m trying to write about you, but I guess I’ve run out of words. I think I don’t care anymore. Hey, I’m getting good at this. Soon you’ll just be a distant memory, a blurred memory, almost as if you never happened. Maybe soon even if people would talk about you I wouldn’t bother to stop and listen.
Time heals, but distance too is a big...
