I Feel You
7:02:00 PM
On cold nights I find my mind drifting very far back into the days where I thought the lights could take me out of the darkness and when disappointments and regrets were inevitable. I hate it when the wind blows, though I love it when its cold, I hate the memories it brought me. How could something so inanimate be so intimate?
But I don't miss you.
Patriotic Aussie Bird |
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