Sunday, August 2, 2015

Perhaps love is the process of my leading you gently back to yourself.

I'm very upset and disappointed;
As it is you already don't write much;
I'm just expecting you to write everyday, even a little, do u mean I need to lower my expectation further;
we both adult, let's not play games;
What is there left for me to long and desire? will there ever be?

U lied. 

I don't know what to say. 

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