Truths

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I write about conversations I have had – while driving in my car alone.  In my head.  With an imaginary person.

I write about past relationships.  Lovers I wished I had.  And ones I could not wait to see go.

I write about far away places I dream of traveling to, as I can only imagine them to be.  And places I know like the back of my hand.

I write about struggles I have experienced.  And the ones I hope to never have.

I write about my life.  And yours.  If I know you.  And if I don’t, then I write about the life I think you might have.  If it were mine.

I write.  Just because.

Currently listening to:

Modernage “Bella”

 

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