Wanderer (2/2)
So now I guess it just makes sense? I guess I'd miss him in his absence but Its just like, every time I get close Every time I start to FEEL There again is the blank face? The short sentences? Brief, to the point, little to nothing is of note, is to be said?? And so I look away but only for a moment. Wondering if they'd be more fun. If they'd have the world at their fingertips, if they'd jump for joy. The flowers rot upon my windowsill but all I can think is that, just like everything else, thats a little soon, no?
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