18 November 2012

My head feels heavy. My heart feels empty. My pulse is slowing. I'm so tired. I want to go where I can say your name and not be afraid. The way that word flicks off the tip of my tongue hitting the back of my teeth. Clenched jaw. Open fists. Angry water hitting the reef. Slapping the shore. I can't help but want more. More than this. More than me.

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