Words. Thousands of them floating.
But none getting to you.
Images. Of alternate scenarios
Always playing in the back of my head.
Songs. So many.
I want to send to you.
Why is it always you?
The o... Read More...
Where do you look
When you want to find pieces of yourself
In the almost encounters of love
Or in unfinished sentences
They are shatte... Read More...
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