back to the summer
stepping into an empty home for wot seems to be the first time, just breeds a sort of glimpse into the future. when will i have to face this strange scene of independence again in my life? my folks are coming back tomorrow. is there a strange empty sorrow in my heart? no there isn't. but i'd like to think that if this were a melodramatic movie, this would have been a powerfully clichéd scene. but that isn't so, and i'm just exploring the alternate sides to this familiar feeling.
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