Sunday 23 September 2012

Not So

It's been a while since I sang my voice out like I did today. Driving aimlessly in the cool of the afternoon, you were stuck square in the centre of my mind. I didn't want to pester you endlessly, so I decided to sing. I sang to you. Words from my heart, I sent them your way. Words sung until my throat dry, my voice hoarse. And I imagined you singing with me. Singing the same words back to me. Foolish, I know. But a guy can dream, can't he?

Oh how this guy can dream.

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