The tempest of my thoughts, contained in a simple page.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Checkered Shirt, Part #2

There were only 3 words.

Three.

But they said enough.

I apologize for messing up your favorite song's lyric, but know that as soon as I realized my mistake, I wanted to take the words right back and fix them.

Nevertheless. A tiny, wishful part of me thinks you got it. You saw through the spaces I left in my words (between the lines, as it were) and discovered the small voice that still exists across an ocean.

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