Time to go

Time to go

Another night finished.

Lost dreams, lost wishes.

New ones came along, it wasn’t all

that bad.

I should have kept that dream for once – our walk was pleasant.

My shoe is finished.

Well, at least the left one,

like I said,

There’s always the right one.

I look outside.

It stopped raining.

Damn I liked the rain,

It gave meaning to the night.

the last time I will write about the foreign exchange student, promise.

I wonder what she is thinking as she

goes to bed?

I wonder if she does?

I wonder what cup-man thinks of all this.

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