screaming your name all over town.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I want to get on a plane,
fly home,
flag down a taxi,
get driven home,
get in,
punch in the alarm code,
walk quietly upstairs,
make my way to my room,
close the door behind me,
kick off my shoes,
crawl under the covers,
and forget everything.
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