Wednesday, January 29, 2014

The rain kept splashing outside...

I shook my head. That can't be...

something that made you think, well, yes, if it's going to be
my fault. Okay, I hadn't handled it well. But deep down,
the idea was that when the time came, you'd be able to

puzzle the others, but I keep going-- even when
as far as I remember, this suggestion wasn't taken up; maybe
I hadn't mentioned to a soul anything about the...
to be honest, I don't know what I'm talking about

Back then, I used to think about, in my head how
the rain kept splashing outside
much louder than it usually had and how

we became someone we knew




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