Nov 1, 2009


You actually have no idea how much I want to leave.
Leave this house.
Leave this school.
I'd love to run and leave everything behind.
I want to get away from here.
From all these memories.
I want to start over,
become a new person.
But I know I never would be able to...
I probably could never leave you.
And that's the sad part.

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