this is it.
the perfect.
the thing i've been waiting for.
it isn't much.
i ate too much.
my skin isn't glowing yet.
but my heart isn't heavy.
the night air is brushing
against me
just like it did
all those years ago.
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
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