Running hard…

I want to run I want to hide I want to tear down the walls That hold me inside I want to reach out And touch the flame Where the streets have no name. If only it was as simple as a song…

One thousand

(365 * 3) − (12+31+30+22) days. A basketball game. It still feels like last night. Or was that last night?

Seeing you…

… felt so real I could drown in my bliss. Too bad it was just a dream.

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