16 June 2010

May 11

I wish I could count the moments and piece them together in a patchwork of memories. Every second spent with you is a blur in which I try to replay over and over in my mind. I’m struggling against a swarm of emotions and I just want to get through to you.Why must infatuation get the best of me, when I have no recollection of your account?

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