i. I am drifting, like the pretty summer clouds do, less pretty and less gracifully. my sky is gray instead of blue, the grass is dry, the clouds [we] are dark and stormy. drifting away, further than ever from the warm summer days. earth below is parched awaiting our storms that may never come
ii. they are the wind, blowing [us] away, along the sky and into the unknown.
iii. pushing and drifting. no matter. them and us. there is us and there is I. the lone storm cloud apart from the rest. loved a little less.
Author notes
i feel like my friends are drifting apart but im drifting too apart from the others
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- feeling just a little unloved. by written-in-ink.
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i like the way that you wrote this and how you were able to say it so well thank you for entering my contest
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Dear Jack, I love you. Come to my casa sometime
Youre not alone, i feel the exact same way but im so empty so i cant write. But I love you. <3
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