mercredi 10 février 2010

A letter to a friend

Dear H,

We used to talk for hours, on a deplorable floor, late at night tho' we knew we'd to wake up early at 6 the next day.. but now it's like we never knew each other. My call didn't appear a rejoicing for you. My efforts didn't seem reciprocal. We have each other facebook but couldn't care less to get in touch. What goes so wrong between us? Am I really that insignificant for you?

I miss you a great deal.



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