It's Worth The Sting

Anywhere is away from me. Drama sat shot gun as my eyes rained like mid-Autumn on the plane ride back to NC.

I have yet another plane ticket for the morning to fix it all. These are all just automatic love letters to how it is supposed to be.

I'll tell you it's for my t-shirt, but we both know I'm coming back for more. Your make-up smeared eyes let me know we felt the same when the door closed.

BleeckerAnd7thAndYouAndMe