Thursday, January 14, 2016

Speaking Through Angel Feathers

You may not be able to respond verbally anymore, but I know you can still hear me. Which is why I'm siting here at gate 11 staring out the window crying - in front of fucking strangers with shifty glances and awkward stares. I miss you, but nothing's really wrong. I love you, but I'm sure wherever you are you can already feel that - with absolute certainty. 

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