i miss you

March 26, 2007

In days like this , Deserts full of obligations where the only end in sight are the doors of an airplane. I wish i could talk to you….. or at least read you words. Your words can be such thirst quenchers for my dried up insides.  How did you receive this gift? Why can’t  others touch me like that? Am I not listening hard enough?…………………………Nah!!! just water from distant lands always tastes better than water from our own tap.


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