I am a somewhat-youth with ideas and thoughts and too many dreams that sometimes overflow as these little dribblings from my fingertips. I guess you can try to collect and capture them.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Lonely
I was idling at the stop sign when your car blew by, the same metal-green Honda with California plates.
But it couldn't have been you; you left this morning before the sun was up.
2 comments:
Miss your mommy? my little sweetness!!
and you missed me too, huh?!! it is funny how this happens with cars. i do that all the time, like even if i haven't seen the person in a while.
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