9/29/2011

Undo

I've heard myself repeating what I would say to you when this time came.

I see myself in the mirror, I think about it in English. What would I say to you?

Can't sleep, can't breathe.

Thinking straight seems so difficult right now, that I wish I could go to sleep and forget everything.

Ctrl+Z

Can we undo this?

My bed awaits. You are not there. You were never there.

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