Friday, July 19, 2013

When I

I want to scream. Scream so loud and clear and in his face. Just this shrill, all encompassing vocal manifestation that will shut everyone up for one fucking minute. I would scream and he would know I was calling out for him. I would cry out and he would feel that ache like a GPS beacon pulsing bright and clear in his entire body,                                      -... .- .-. --- -.  .-. .- -.--

I want to be near you right now, I want to be walking on the sun with you .- ..- --. ..--- ----. 

Bring the alligator, burn this after reading. 

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