lunes, 30 de mayo de 2011

I think you know what I mean...

I know I've done a terrible
thing to you. Something you'll
never forgive me for.



I can't tell you to remember me,
but I can't bear for you to
forget me.


That's why I want you to live for yourself now.
Do what's best for you...

[. . .]
You made me happy.

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