Thoughts are like ants.
They are running in my head, I'm trying to catch them.
September 5, 2013
Ant #201. Missing you...
Time keeps running away, but I'm still suffering.
I don't understand what happened between us and why...
I live like in a vacuum.
No sense, no aim.
I just hope we meet once again before I go home...
Nothing can change my love for you.
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