alien drifter

So this is what it looks like from the outside . . .

Wednesday, December 24, 2003

No one gently wipes the rain from my eyebrow. No one has coffee with me in the morning. No one makes my bed a warmer place. No one waits to tell me it will all be alright. No one notices the sadness behind my smile. Yet I am not alone.

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