On My Own, But Never Alone

Drip. Drop. Drip. *Exhale* Ah, truly what a shame this is. A day like no other, anticipated for weeks, blurred by just as fast as a blink of the eye. Is this what it feels like to have time slip past your finger tips? I shake my head absentmindedly as I trace my footsteps back …

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Memories Entangled With You

It's quiet. In the still of the night, all I hear around me is the dull buzz of the lights and electronics. There's the ever so often blaring sound in the distance, probably from some truck driver speeding down the road, but all in all, it came quite close to silence. Sitting on the couch of …