I can remember a day I succeeded. I can remember a day I failed. I can remember a day I looked healthy. I can remember a day I looked pale.
I can remember a day I ate too much. I can remember a day I starved. I can remember a day I sat at that desk, and in it our initials I carved.
I can remember now who I am. I remember who you are too. But for some reason I don't remember, a day when I didn't love you.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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