It's living for the love, not dying for it.

What's new, what's old, who you love, and who is who.
Don't let me go. I like you.
It's living for the love, not dying for it.

31.7.11

Anger Waves

Do you really believe that because you hear the name of another man escape my mouth, that I've forgotten all about you? That it's safe to say things that would've hurt when we were two names said together? Spoken on the lips of our friends and dear ones?
I know what I said was hostile, but what you had just done was pain.

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