Saturday, January 9, 2010

from paris with disregard.

i guess the eiffel tower beckoned you. i guess the call was louder than my voice, louder than my hysterics. i held onto your sleeve and i begged you to stay. "three months. i'll be back in three months." you didn't ask me accompany you. you didnt ask me anything at all, except to let go of your shirt.


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