When I look at you, my mind goes on a trip.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
The Memories, part 1
When I first laid my eyes on you,
you looked so afraid, so self-conscious, so lonely.
I didn't care about you.
I made fun of you when others did.
To me, you were never important.
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