Wednesday, March 28, 2012


Trust me, I love to make you happy.
But next time you call me (or I call you, as the case may be), I am talking a whole lot less. I like to hear your voice too...
And otherwise..I don't mind, except that the more I talk the more I say things that I regret.
When I regret things that I say, they never leave my mind forever. I always end up thinking about them over and over and over and it aches in my chest, even though the other person probably forgot about it there's still the what if they didn't and what if it sticks with them.

That is all.

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