Sunday, March 17, 2013

I loved you well

I expect too much
I draw mind maps and magical illusions about the future I want to be in
I wish for the impossible
And I ask too much
There is nothing wrong with this
It's just that I kept trying to enter in the restricted boundaries
So serve me right for wanting you and wishing more

I miss you and you probably don't
I miss you and I am not allowed to miss you

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