If a Train Leaves Scotland...
Sometimes we just have to
take off our glasses and
see the abstract side of life.
-Peter
P.S. Hah. Strawberry.
There you go again, Strawberry.
reminding me of when I loved you.
Some people just…
can’t.get.out.of.the.past.
Some much sweetness that had
passed through us.
Now, just imaginary daydreams
on the cutting room floor.
Pity that they crumbled
in the dry heat of our unwitting acquaintance.
Tell me the truth,
did it hurt when I stepped on your broken heart?
I do hope so.
That was my intention.
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