domingo, 28 de março de 2010

maps and letters

He wrote me a letter. It was like this:

You should never try to understand me. I'm too much complicated for that.
Love you, anyway.

I tried to reply. I wrote him a letter, but I never sent it.

There was a girl who met a nice guy. They got along on the first date. She was trying to forget a man, a man that made her cry. But this nice guy made her laugh. And she liked him for that. But, one day, without a proper goodbye, she left him. He made her laugh, but he couldn't make her cry.

Wait, don't leave. They don't love you like I love you.

Always the love. Always and never.

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