I miss the way you use to look at me
Not past the flaws,
But straight into them,
And loving them
Every freckle, every scar, every bump
Made you fall deeper
And every smile, every laugh, every moment
Made me believe you
But every comment, every stare, every rumor
Made us weaker
Then every scream, every fight, every tear
Was our undoing
The flaws, and the love, and the hate, and no us.

03/12/2003

Posted on 03/14/2003
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