Thoughts are like ants.
They are running in my head, I'm trying to catch them.
September 12, 2013
Ant #202. Romanticism.
I saw this picture and remembered my
... my... well, ex...
He never believed I could be romantic.
He took my warmness as a lie, he called me pretender.
I don't know what happened to him that he finds so hard to trust people.
I hope he will change, I hope he'll learn how to open his heart...
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