From behind locked doors.
Can we disappear?
Thursday, May 12, 2011
You don't want me to be in love with you?
... Then don't smile at me. Don't wave to me. Don't touch me, or talk to me, or play, or laugh, or feel, or dance, or sing, or ask....
Just disappear, maybe then I'll have a chance of letting go.
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