The Space Between the Tracks We were best friends, and then we were more. Then we were nothing at all and after all this time it is so strange to still hear your laugh in my head. A record skipping, a sound, an image, caught in some crevice of my mind. Read more articles Previous PostThe CageNext PostHurt This Post Has One Comment Lilly 15 May 2018 Reply You are so poetic! Keep writing. Keep blogging! Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentEnter your name or username to comment Enter your email address to comment Enter your website URL (optional) You Might Also Like A Fluid Definition July 30, 2021 The Limits of Language June 9, 2021 The Landscape Within June 16, 2021
You are so poetic! Keep writing. Keep blogging!