I’ve been sitting on my hands for a long time
in the company of hopes and fears
In times when I was not so low I used to go out
I’m thinking of the day you said you were alone
I was still a girl
Your giant boots came treading upon my little world
somehow it all seems brighter now that we have parted
Monday, June 11, 2012
Bridge
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