The rain seems to always wash away the pain, but inside every gap of this ordinary town will be people; carrying umbrellas, shielding themselves from this eccentric beauty as the sun hits the precise angle that will create the shadows of our favorite silhouette and I will remember that you were the only person who gave me my perfect storm.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Uneven Equalities
Because this is the only way I know how to live! And that's to love you more than you will ever know.
But as much as you may or may not know, it will never be enough. So tell me, how should I die?
by loving like you never could.
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