January 2013

My heart’s torn apart at the seams. I can no longer distinguish between my sanity and this longing for change. One moment in time I will swear to myself that I am perfectly fine. But when I find myself alone on my bed, I can’t help but stare at my phone. Dial the digits that I remember all too well. And do nothing more. Because I had never met someone like you. The weird thing is I recall thinking you were nothing special at all. Maybe you never were. But that can’t be. Something about you made me hold on all this time. And now that you’re nothing but a face in this sea of memory, I shed tears to keep the waves alive. 

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