October 27, 2011

The flooding of my mind

No more forts made of blankets (hold your pillow).
No more saturday morning cartoons (laugh alone).
No more lights on when I get home (turn the TV on before you leave, there'll be voices when you return).
And no, I don't know what I'm doing.
But I'm doing it again.


Via - I wrote this for you

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