What Makes Sense and What Doesn't.: Liquid

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Friday, December 11, 2009

Liquid

I heard it raining last night when I woke up to make sure he was still sleeping. Or rather... I listened to water drip from the air. It was far too gentle to have fallen from the sky. I silently cried along with it, and then drifted off again. When his alarm clock sounded, and I opened my eyes, I felt better...lighter, somehow. He knows. He knows that I hurt. He looks at me when he thinks I'm not looking. It's hurting him. And so...we drink pain together. Which does nothing to quench our thirst.... Sign in to see full entry.

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