letter to -------
sometimes i think all i wanted from you back there in the storm was the part of life like those days in europe walking quiet streets and knowing that those moments will make you smile when they rise in your mind for the rest of your life. just like they'd make me smile that way. i think i ended up somewhere else though, maybe in the cold dark room you try not to enter you try to pretend isn't there and maybe that's where i put you too. how do things get like this?
2008-03-13 | 6:00 p.m.
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