Monday, October 03, 2005

bedroom whiteout

he says i have secrets. i say he is my secret.

i say draw a picture of me. he says we've done this before.

i say shhhh, it's a secret! i say you've made a liar of me.

he says are you just being kind? am i losing my mind?

i say this is not a love song. he says you will be the end of me.

i say yes. yes i will. he says let's do this again.

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