you tell me you hate
the way my jacket smells,
just the way it always has.
at first i didnt understand
why that would be so bad.
all the memories tied in with it,
you say,
you cant handle it,
dont even want to go another day.
without you,
life is incomplete.
with you,
i cant even speak!
10.10.2009
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