zondag 6 februari 2011

Exhausted.

A love that's so demanding.
I get weak.







Do you remember,
The tears I cried.
When we argued.
From time to time.
I couldn't understand you.
And after every single argument.
I felt exhausted.
I felt like I had to sleep.

I am so glad I won't be tired of our arguments anymore.
I feel so much lighter now.

But I still remember....

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