Saturday, October 4, 2014


it was cold last November.

stormy and rage-filled. all the weather.
all the time.

things were broken. and lost.

and I am still a bit broken and a little lost.
and it is sometimes difficult to remember.
not because it is not there, but because I wish it wasn't.

now it feels so far away, 
               but November is coming again.


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