Thursday, August 11, 2011

hidden eyes

I love you too
it's not fair,
this world.

I wish we could be little kids,
and grow up together.
Wouldn't it be nice?
being close without any other factor.
Just two kids holding hands waiting for the bus,
lunches packed with "I love you" notes from Mom.
It's not fair really,
how we can't be more close.
How our hearts don't have any more room.

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