a writer based in toronto.
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I’m stuck; for what seems like a decade my life has revolved around being with you and remembering you it’s hard to think of who I am
By jay reb5 years ago in Poets
you seem so innocent, peering over the latest fad novel you just picked up your eyes seem to pass by mine, not noticing the familiarity they once had to you
Do you feel it too? That ever growing feeling of missing something? The happiness you once had begging to expand its horizons
a single step in the wrong direction you get your chance to pounce the time spent waiting for this day a lifetime chained in your house