"How you seemed to look through me to some old projector screen playing back the scene as you described it on a movie reel, as real as the minute when it happened, that memory moving behind me. That moment that changed you for good.
I leave it at arms length.
I’m keeping my distance.
I’m stomaching nothing.
I’m reaching for no one.
I’m leaving this city and I’m headed out to nowhere.
I carry your image.
And if you hear me, I think of you often.
That’s all I can offer.
That’s all that I know how to give."
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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