two cold hands hold one another
Ok, Going home, I am still facing two different direction....
one walking right back
one walking straight forward.
Either way, I will know when i see.
it was something that was almost like looking into someone from some other time, some other you, or some other me, like looking at a friend who I’ve always loved… like looking at someone who I am deliriously happy is back from wherever they were…
2 Comments:
Do you always write in codes? I bet one of these days someone will write a book dechipering your mysterious posts.
I have a solution: how about RUNNING directly into my arms?!
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