Wednesday, January 3, 2018

Dream

I was during home from the airport. It was late, and dark. I felt lost. I kept looking for signs. I kept trying to find the things that were familiar. The curve in the road, the house built into the hill, the big black barn. Then I saw the tire swing! It was late and dark but I knew you were there, you would be waiting for me. Then I woke up.
I miss you

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