Tuesday, October 2, 2007

You're not my past.
Past is when there's moving on.

You're not my past;
still you are my present.

If dying right now preserves my love for you, then I'll gladly take it;
and an eternity filled with passion shall begin.

You're still not my past
Still for you, I am not any.

1 comment:

  1. awwww...i know how it feels. believe me.

    how are you? i havent heard from you for about 2 months now. la lang.

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