a flash of lightning streaked across the sky. in your world, i have been reduced to nothingness. a girl you once knew. a hand you once held. or perhaps i underestimated you. perhaps you suffer in your little world too. but here in my heart, your every thought. your name alone, brings a stab in places i can never reach. but it's ok. because they say that a broken heart makes for a better writer. it's ok. because whether you come back or not, the sun will shine yet again. the birds, they'll sing to me. the stars, they'll wink at me. so it's ok. it really is - ok.
August 26, 2009
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