i remember you....... though, the fall weather left no impressions of you, just balmy skies, soft droplets, and gathering leaves doing there dance, whimsically gathering speed. upon walking the beach, gathering shells, I came upon an exquisite collection, yet place them to hear and your voice will not speak, just sounds of my friend the Pacific. I now know tragedy. tragedy and I walk the same roads, live on the same block, buy the same groceries, watch the same channels, but I grow weary of our more than casual conversations. afterall, she'll never know what me and you knew, that first time you walked into my life.Birth sign: Virgo
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