I am pen. I am paper. I am Nobe.

blogging since March 2006.



on June 06, 2006

during breakups, your hands end up with boxes full of memories and returned gifts.

looking through the rest of the box, you realize that theres something they forgot to return.. your heart.


Soli Loquy said...

i think it's worse when it's not a breakup, just watching someone you love from outside her house, using your heart that you so carefully slipped inside as a coaster, and when you finally ask back for it, she doesn't even realize she's been using your tattered and stained heart.

i am nobe. said...

when ur heart is returned to u its already broken. :(

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