One Hundred Words or Fewer
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
4 am
Back to dreams of you and waking up feeling ill.
Except I've only dreamt of you a dozen times or fewer. Perhaps that's why it's hardest. It comes unexpectedly, and despite everything, I miss you.
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