Running Log 2012

Sunday, July 17, 2011

I wonder

I wonder if she ever thinks about her. Ever worries.
Has she let it go? Does it haunt her?
I wish sometimes I could find her.
Tell her it worked out. Don't worry.

Be happy that you live on someplace else.
She wishes she could find you. She wants you to know she's OK.
She wants to smile at you.
She's just a kid. So were you.

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