…we searched our lips for.
I told you it’d be something like that.
We were fate, and you were left wanting; forgetting in the nights spent with music like clicking clocks and passing cars. My fingers passed over the fabric of cotton and linen, breathing the quiet air and stillness of forthcoming forgetting.
We’ll pack and wake up [...]
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leaving was the answer
August 23, 2008 – 3:21 pm