Sunday, January 17, 2010

It was the summer that plagued our aging youth. We danced, we drowned ourselves in liquor and bits of the college years. Fooling ourselves into believing liquid courage stood for something. Holding onto a past that had already closed. We weren't ready to move on.

You came around, you stayed around, and as abruptly, as wordlessly as it had begun, you left.

You were the anthem in the messiest of times.

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