The Fountain Of Mutes

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Like An Addict Wasted On The Street

Although there have been far more days in my life spent without you, those did not seem to matter until the day I met you. Now, a day spent without seeing, or knowing you, seems like a day wasted.

I hear your giggle in my mind in the moments before I fall asleep each night. It has been the best part of my day lately.

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