Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Anticipation

Every door I go to open I dream you will be on the other side of.


You never are.

2 comments:

  1. Maybe he's not there because he would be blocking your path if he were. Keep walking, my dear. One little step at a time.

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  2. I can tell you’re not talking about me, or you’d use the word ‘nightmare’.

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