16 January 2011

Already a new year. Days flying by. The dead of winter. Sickness. You officially with someone else. Her. I push past the lyrics of songs to forget. Life slows down — yet it’s so busy. I think of my early 20s & its madness. Now I just look forward to finals week to have more time.

The funny thing is — no matter what I did & how I left — I’m right back here, doing the same thing — without you in it. To tell myself this at 21, @25, @28, & @30. I wish I could. All those years gone. You & I continue.



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