Wednesday, March 31, 2010

innocence.


"all things truly wicked start from innocence." - ernest hemingway


We went for a long walk in the blooming woods.
And I lost myself in you.

I stared at you without a blink.
And you lost the staring contest.

And as we walked back to reality together,
You didn't hold my hand.
Even though I felt your fingers right there
As if you'd never let go.

This is us.

I don't feel changed all too much.
Actually, I feel all the same.

And I'm okay with that.

xobria

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