Sunday, October 30, 2011

Maybe Later

She told me,
Maybe later
But I didn't have time
He told me later,
Of course I had time
But it wasn't time she needed
It was me.
But with him
it was always about
Spending time with me
She cared
about ruining me
He cares
About ruining it with me.
I don't care for her.
But I do,
For him.

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