Post Card Series 43

Wasted time
    and empty spaces
None of these roads
     lead to you
The solitude
    is palpable

I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way

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