Sunday, November 9, 2008, 7:15 PM
The Aftermath.
You shouldn't have come here, I know.
We forget the things we sworn earlier, already did.
The things she swore, they never make me feel anymore.
Don't treat me like I ever accused you.
She used to say that I'm the one she don't want to lose.
So what's next to this, I wonder.
She will never read this.
Never bothered and never care.
That's her now.
She never understand, and I couldn't be better.

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