Statuesque Love
of the plain grey mind.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
It hurts to not miss you.
I rummage through my drawers, and stumble across a postcard your parents mailed me for my birthday. They signed it "xoxoxo". I miss them more than I miss you, and I want to cry because I have lost them.
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