lamentation .

he’ll never realise how much he once meant to me, because he always thought i meant more. he’ll never realise that i couldn’t stand his pain, because he always believed it was my annoyance. he’ll never talk to me again, because it’s all about pride. he’ll never understand the way i felt, because he was so caught up in his own feelings. he’ll never see himself the way i once saw him, because he’s changed so much. he’ll never imagine the awkward moments of us meeting like i have, because he has another world now.

he’ll never believe my lamentation.

because it doesn’t matter at all.

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    • Garmon
    • April 17th, 2008

    I wonder who you’re talking about…
    Too many possibilities

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