breathe, dip into the water and go under it all and hold yourself alone

Monday, April 13, 2009

"You've been crying in the shower? Why?" he asks me, apparently having read my last blog post. 

Don't bond with me over my blog. If you knew me I would tell you. We are strangers, far apart. You look in my eyes and you land somewhere in them I can't be. You go somewhere I can't stay. 

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