Sunday, June 21, 2015

Slammed Doors and Empty Hallways

I always thought it would be neat if you understood how to stand in my shoes without taking them from me in the middle of a run. Everyone else told me to drop it and go on with my days as a way of saying that I was crazy; but now that it's been two years since you left I wonder how "neat" it'd be to see you again without pixels and a forever of miles separating us. 

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