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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Prove to Me

Prove to me that you are not a figment of my imagination. I always ask people. With whom I find common ground with to do so. It reassures me. Of something. Of What. That I do not know. I am selfish like that. But I am. And so. I must. Ask you again. You. Yes. You. Prove to me that you are not a figment of my imagination.

6 comments:

Lubaina E. said...

Too good to be true ?
Or too bad to be ignored ? :p

quartertoinsane said...

too good to be true. Ignore I can easily. Its like an art I've mastered :)

Lubaina E. said...

Yeah but at times one feels sorry for the other person, no matter what they did in the past. The past's gone right.

Khadeeja said...

too fragment-y as in the sentence structure. Good theme though :D

quartertoinsane said...

Thankyou :) these are my thoughts, they are fragmenty :D

quartertoinsane said...

@lubaina: well yea, the past is the past