| It was time to make
something whole again, make... 421 |
[Mar. 4th, 2010|03:10 am] |
It was time to make something whole again, make a whole personEven if that excluded me The ticking seconds pulled me toward the endIt was cold when he no longer held meIt got colder every step I took away from him Just my imagination, of courseIt was still summer hereIt would always be summer here for me ?What happens here when it rains, Jared?? I whispered?Where do people sleep?? It took him a moment to answer, and I could hear tears in his voice ?We all move into the |
|
|