Tuesday, 29 March 2011

just hand me a box of chocolates...who knows what i'll get

it tasted like fresh cacao

how deceiving

how i wish

you'd look at me

no. i shake my head and smirked

i don't want your romance. your ulterior motives (if you have, which i doubt)

i'd rather imagine

long hours on a bench

just talking. sensless.deep

oh, how i wish

but, i wish too hard

our paths don't meet

you wouldn't come my way

not a second thought. or even a thought

damn those cacao beans

note: this is another repost. well i wrote it. but it was originally posted on my facebook account. like that matters. anywho...

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