What were you to me? Would you believe You were everything? Did you see this coming? Holding me and pretending We'd wake up together If we refused to let go... But we let go And now I don't know What I was to you... What was I to you? A good excuse? Someone you could … Continue reading What Was I?
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A Warm Resort in a Chilly Office
Cool air flows in through the door, left slightly ajar by some coworkers who haven’t figured out that it’s too heavy to close on its own, and licks at my cheek. It smells of rain, and the dark clouds above my office building agree. We’ve been getting so much rain lately, I sometimes forget that … Continue reading A Warm Resort in a Chilly Office
Typing
Type, type, typing, Furthering another’s dream With no ideas for my own. When will someone be Type, type, typing For me?
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