danny

everything that comes from you to me, for me it is perfect. it is magic. it is something out of my mind, perhaps you can read it. surely you can read me.

and i want you. but i want to have you. and i don’t seem to understand that the only way to have you is to let you go.

to let…
you…
go….

stupid of me, stupid of me.

This entry was posted on Tuesday, July 31st, 2007 at 13:41:10 and is filed under thoughts.