Tuesday, January 17, 2012


I miss you everyday. So much.

But I don't call.

And I don't write.

Because you need to find a life that makes sense.

Like I do.

And if I didn't love you as much as I do I couldn't do this.

But I do it everyday without you.

In hopes that when you come out the other end...

I can be there.

-from the desk of S.C. Browne

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