Wednesday, April 6, 2011

More...



We were always just friends, except for the few times when we were more. Those moments still play reruns in my memory when nothing else is on, but friends is mostly how we'd describe us.

I saved your texts and I save them still. Just in case I need a good morning and a sweet dreams. I can always count on you for those. Without fail, you are my first in the morning and my last at night.

But nothing more than that, anymore. Not even early-morning pancakes at the dive. Not even "Come hear me play." Not even grab a bite after all the afters. 

And that's enough. That's who you were meant to be for me. My early morning and my late night.  

Can't really begin or end without you...

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