The lights glow from Jefferson on a stormy night in early June.
Long long long ago,
Back when the dinosaurs roamed,
And the mosquitoes were the size of birds,
And I used to believe in you.
You were my best man and I was your inner child. Until this morning I would have placed you in the top 10 people I could trust with anything. Now, your name has been removed from my list. My trust was broke once again by someone who I cared for deeply and it has shaken my view point of who I can trust.
I recline underneath a swift ceiling fan tonight,
The air steadily blowing on my skin,
And the loud claps of thunder in my ears,
And I wonder which eyes will be the ones that are true,
And which eyes are the ones that will hurt me.
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