i looked at her, as we both walked
past one another. i don't remember
smiling, but i guess i did, cause
she waved. every time i see her,
i hate her a little less.
it's an odd feeling of remorse, mixed
with dry jealously. and ironically, it
makes my irrelevant grudge against her
completely disappear into thin air.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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