The moon is fire in the sky tonight and I hear your voice behind me.
“Life is terrible, but it’s an adventure. It shuts you down and rips holes in your soul.”
There’s a glare off the bay, my heart is ripping through my chest trying to get closer to you.
“And you, you are creative in the way you work. You prowl into my mind all the time.”
I SERIOUSLY miss this moment in time.
PS I know these are short, but I'm feeling just a tad bit off lately.
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