Sunday, June 24, 2007

want

I stare at a blank page, the silence deafening, the air thick with the weight of so many words left unsaid.

My heart is heavy with thoughts of him. His face, his voice, his words — they haunt my dreams. He reaches out to me, through the darkness, across the miles, but I recoil in fear. The old familiar emotions come crashing in, knocking me to my knees, reminding me of all that I am and all I used to be.

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