The Itch
I have been writing messages and sending them, and then deleting them. Even though I have found out that I do not have access anymore. Yet I write them out wishing hoping they get through. Once I realize they aren’t getting through, I delete them. How pathetic is that, my friends? I put on these songs at night which make me feel closer, because we shared a love for music. we used to individually bring songs we had heard and thought the other should hear. Which leads me to remember the drives, my god the drives were a godsend. For both of us I suppose. Very early on we had come to the understanding that we were each other’s safe haven. I brought it up once, the safe haven thing. Whether it would be wise to bring your safe haven where you were running away from. I got a response I was honestly not expecting, that’s what is going to be the best part, I won’t have look around or leave my house for my safe haven. It will be waiting for me when I get home. It left me breathless. It sh...