Thursday, February 21, 2013


Sometimes I wish
I didn't know you
That I didn't belong
To anyone

It would be easier
To let myself be lost
If I never had anything
To remind me of home

I don't want to have a history
I want to be wiped clean
A painless, glorious, blank thing

Sometimes I wish
I had not met you
That I didn't know your love
So I could be broken
And not belong
To anyone

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