5000 kilometers of anxieties kept in heavy sweaters, waiting patiently for winter to come & go. 5000 kilometers of telephone wires, train tracks, winding highways so maybe this note will make it to your bedroom floor. where have i gone, where have you gone; i still think i need you the most. i am certain this is my fault, i left to build a new home. sometimes i miss the way it rains. staying in with you this way. perks of a west coast shitty day. i am selfish, i hope you miss me as much as i miss you. i think your projects are the sickest i hope you see them through. ill be hiding between snowbanks in the west of montreal. writing letters i dont intend to send and just waiting for your call. 5000 kilometers of im so glad yr alive.
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