montage

Frau's bookshelf: read

Prozac Nation
Love Story
Love the One You're With
Vita Brevis: A Letter to St Augustine
Where She Went
My Name Is Memory
Ligo Na U, Lapit Na Me
South of the Border, West of the Sun
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Love Begins in Winter: Stories
Written on the Body
Oranges are Not the Only Fruit
Haunted
Diary
The Solitude of Prime Numbers
On Love
By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept
The Lover's Dictionary
Sophie's World
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19 December, 2012

when I knew

And when I heard you say you wish you didn't attend Lhet's debut party,
I realized how deep and how much I've hurt you to the core.

Deep enough to want me uprooted, deleted from your memory.
Enough for you to wish you never ever met and laid your eyes on me.
For you to regret everything.

That's when it hurt the most.
Because I proved you did love me that much.
But at the same time, it hit me that I can never ever have you again.
And I knew, yes, I knew deep down, I should let you go.
D.