laying in amphitheater at 10 pm, alone, two stars in the sky.
I want to wake up from this horribly drawn out dream.
Had my first encounter of the year with [her]
cordial, a friendly conversation, so strange.
The place I would finally talk to her again turned out to be the same place I saw her sitting a year ago and knew I would fall for her…
The same place we kissed for the first time…
The same place I sat the first time I got high.
It was also where I sat drunk watching her leave last year when I couldn’t face her leaving sober.
Too much loss makes the mind break and the heart dissolve into nothingness.
-For more in this series and the story behind it, see 13 years