it's ironic that some people that used to mean so much in our lives can vanish seemingly without a trace. is that presence missed? sure for awhile, but after some time the ache fades and we learn to forget about it.
the weather is getting colder and the days are getting shorter. i'm back here again dealing with the past that cannot be relived and the loose ends that cannot be tied. i keep putting them on the shelf only to take them back down and roll them around again. they cannot be reexamined and refined. so why can't i leave them on the shelf?
sweeter dreams.
k
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