I was an adventurer, a traveler, a magic student; God, I was whole. drunk on words for hours….being pulled out at twilight by my mother’s voice, calling me for dinner. eating in a daze, sneaking back up the stairs to fall back in love. minutes and hours and midnight…falling asleep, book clutched in my hand.
you want to know what I’m missing?
when time was our friend.
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