It isn't the sheer memories that keep me up, but then endless ways we could have moved through time together.
I was here.
You were here.
I wish you were here.
You wish I were here.
I wish you were there.
You wish I was there.
I was there.
You were there.
I wish there was here.
You wish there was here.
I wish here was there.
You wish here was there.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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