11 September 2008

who the hell knows

Each moment with you seems like hours in the time line of love
Each breath seems like destiny
destiny
destiny
i love you
i love you
i love you
Each sigh shows it.
Each breath seems like destiny
fate
fate
fate
This is silly, irrational, and ridiculous
i love you ridiculously too much


this moment doesnt make sense
and neither does this poem

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