sexta-feira, 16 de agosto de 2013

absence # 1

I keep replaying in my head every moment we lived together. I think of the words I could have said, the ones I shouldn't have said. But, above all things, the ghost of your absence comes to haunt me day and night. It's in every hot chocolate, it appears every time I hug the pillow. The ghost is always there, everywhere that you're not ...

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