Saturday, March 28, 2009 @10:07 AM
Anger consumes me. I want to burn all the daggers they hurled at me. Better, I want them to burn. I would swirl the clouds into a boiling grey cauldron and hurl it at them if I could. But there I stood in the scorching afternoon sun, being whitewashed by the light. Just like everyone else.
At that moment, I really needed your voice. Give me a sign, anything. Beg me to love you, beg me to stay. Beg me to walk away from everything but you because you are all that I need to sustain my life. Take me away and I will go with you.
The sounds of vehicles, the shuffling of feet on the sidewalks and the silent yet deafening glare of the sunlight. Nothing happened, or rather, nothing I hoped for happened. Nothingness everywhere.
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