October 31, 2008
Slowly i walk through the forest with gloom
Tears slowly falling, soaking the ground.
I wish i could stay pave the way for out love
But its not my choice to go, not my choice at all.
It's not my choice to go, to fall off the earth
It was your choice when you asked me to go.
You thought i was oblivious to the look in your eyes, thought i was blind to you coming undone.
I followed your wish, i left.
And now as i walk through this forest where we first kissed,
The only sounds all around are my tears hitting the ground.

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