DAY 9: The wind is angry and my head aches. There was a time when the only care in the world was looking into your eyes. But life is life. It sucks up and away precious moments unless I hang on tight; ride the rainbow in your eyes. The longing I crave is a crutch. The familiar itch I can’t scratch. You are gone, but only for a while. I wander down the street–forgetting that I have to work– I walk into the local place with familiar faces. The numb is all I can focus on…cuz I know someday the ride will end.
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