Monday, December 15, 2008

lost

It's as if the entire world was blowing past me at light speed while I stand with my right foot on top of my left foot, hands in my pockets, arms straight with my eyes wide and in wonderment. I can't keep up with all of this. I want a break but can't get one. I wish it was sunny and summer again. Everything was easier then.



I wish you'd get it.

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