Rust and Stardust
I’ve pulled the plug many times on friendships too far gone. I’ve let them go, allowing the sounds of their last raspy breaths hitting the stale atmosphere penetrate me like a knife to the heart. 136 more words
Nights like these are those that I feel either devastatingly honest or daringly deceitful.
I don’t talk to you but you haunt me.
You’re in my thoughts & in my dreams.
What hurts my soul is that you’re in the music. 96 more words
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