Don't tell me no or yes, as answers are not what I seek tonight, only a warm embrace, a feeling of being needed for once, a memory of what I meant to you. Seeking something so elusive, I never thought I would be here again, on the outside looking in. Slowly my senses clear and I regain my footing. Time to leave your stage and journey onward. Its time and has been for a while. Nothing ventured, nothing gained quietly rings true.
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With the slow passage of winter, time ebbs and flows at it's on whim. Teasing the senses with whats to come and what could be. Something to take hold and wait upon. For now as the cold sting of rain covers my face I feel alive and smile...

soon...