Hey..What's that? Standing in my window.. on this chilly fall night. Hey...who's there? Rustling with the curtains, in shadows of the clouds, dancing before me like a circus. Hey...what's this? Running down my cheeks from my eyes? I choke on it. I feel sad. My body aches with longing for this figure in my window. Hey...Why? can't I reach... my fingers reach before me With all the strength all can muster. This stuff is running out of my eyes again. I cry into my pillow. and inhale the candy scent of the fabric softener. It soothes my pain, it calms my spirits, and tingles in my nose. Hey..they're gone. The curtains hang still from the cold frame of the curtain rod. My body no longer aches. It is numb with emotional... comfort and the ability to repel naivity. I am numb. I know I cannot have the one for which I long. So I will rest alone. And dream my candy thoughts.Birth sign: Aries
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