summer evenings are lonely without him..
almost pointless…
i know i can sink into a billion other things..music, art, words…words…and more words…
i can sink and just keep sinking…
but some people teach you to stay afloat…afloat enough to swim and breathe..
and the question arises…what good have you done for them…
lonely summer evenings bring about too many realizations..
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