Sometimes, I close my eyes and remember. The dazzling smile you'd unfailingly show me. Sometimes, I close my eyes and dream. Of what could have been. Of what wont be. Sometimes, I close my eyes and try not to cry. As my memories attempt to drown me. Sometimes, I close my eyes and pretend. That I don't still love you.... But where's the fun in that?
Polyester Dreams · Sun Aug 07, 2011 @ 06:52am · 0 Comments |