Sunday, January 22, 2012

Thoughts of Late

Putting you past my thoughts,
At the very back.
It's what I can do for you.

I still come back to you.

When that's not enough,
I can make you hate me.
It's what I do for myself.

I still come back for myself.

When all else fails,
Only because I love you.
I forget you for us.

Only when I forget...
I can't come back.

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