Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Look At Me Now

Sometimes, when I see the three of you together, I chastise myself for wishing to comprise one-third of your trio, and even more so for letting my place in your lives somehow slip through my fingers and yours, as well.

I have done nothing if not try to find my way back.
I am starting to think that you prefer me when I am lost.

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