Friday, January 25, 2013

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All of those countless hours that you spent sitting alone at 2am were designed to prepare you for this moment as you cross the floor under the light. I can see the darkness of your bedroom reflected in your eyes. It excites me to know that you festered there for so long. Did you struggle with it? How many tears did you allow yourself to shed? It doesn't matter. Our lips will meet.

Close your eyes.

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