ceturtdiena, 2010. gada 29. jūlijs

Evening.

I burn her smile into my memory
And leave..
"Please come again tomorrow."
"Okay."
...
In the first place, don't you see me as someone, who wasn't supposed to be seen like anyone else?
Isn't this an appearance and situation where you should look like you're worrying that someone might see?
...
...
...
No.

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