FFftPP Week 27

Standing here, still waiting. At least I think I’m standing. The train rushing by so fast–the power of it might blow me away. Away from you, waiting for you.

Are you coming? I don’t see you or even feel you, but I’m standing here, waiting.

Is this even real? If you come will you see me? Or am I dreaming again, dreaming of you and I running away together.



3 thoughts on “FFftPP Week 27

  1. Steve Joy

    Sometimes I get tired of the waiting
    Sometimes I get tired of being in here
    Is this the way that it’s always been
    Could it ever have been different

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