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You'll always be twenty-three. Always. And that kills me. You were older than me. Now... ******* the futility of it all. ******* ******* it all! I wish that I could punch a hole in the world with my words and find you. I wish you knew. I just wanted to tell you.. I just thought you needed to know, at least once before everything is broken headlights and crushed tomorrows. Blood and pavement and a median. Crushed glass and a world standing hollow without you. I wish you knew. I think I loved you once. Think. Coward. I need to find you some days. **** this tired world and it's arbitrary thefts. Your name should have a million hits a day. You should have been... My god how brilliant you were. Like a jewel and like a genius. You should have been forever. I guess, in a way, you are. You were a part of my life, and a much bigger part than I ever would have had you believe. Did you know that? Had you figured it out? Perhaps not. A year since. Fifty-two weeks. More in fact. It was May. Day after my brother's birthday. ******* it. You were older than me. October to my November. One month that you lorded over me. One month. You'll always be twenty-three. Always. Forever. Now...
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Aug 24, 2011
Aug 24, 2011 at 12:11 AM UTC
Hannah remembered.
You'll always be twenty-three. Always. And that kills me. You were older than me. Now... ******* the futility of it all. ******* ******* it all! I wish that I could punch a hole in the world with my words and find you. I wish you knew. I just wanted to tell you.. I just thought you needed to know, at least once before everything is broken headlights and crushed tomorrows. Blood and pavement and a median. Crushed glass and a world standing hollow without you. I wish you knew. I think I loved you once. Think. Coward. I need to find you some days. **** this tired world and it's arbitrary thefts. Your name should have a million hits a day. You should have been... My god how brilliant you were. Like a jewel and like a genius. You should have been forever. I guess, in a way, you are. You were a part of my life, and a much bigger part than I ever would have had you believe. Did you know that? Had you figured it out? Perhaps not. A year since. Fifty-two weeks. More in fact. It was May. Day after my brother's birthday. ******* it. You were older than me. October to my November. One month that you lorded over me. One month. You'll always be twenty-three. Always. Forever. Now...
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paul-glottaman
40/American
Aug 24, 2011
Aug 24, 2011 at 12:11 AM UTC
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