miércoles, 2 de julio de 2014


Sometimes I wonder... But then I remember nothing can be the way it was before you. You cast a terrible spell on me. You cursed me. Even though I am free, I am attached to you. That was your spell: you physically let me go, but my brain remains thinking of you.

I was not able to cast that same spell on you. Your circumstances made you immune.

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