It is the thousandth time today that I look at our photos. There is not much else that I can do here where you've left me. I cannot compete with distance, I cannot win over it, I am not even going to try. I cannot compete with those who are now standing next to you and talking to you on a daily basis, while I am so far away. I am just the memory of a song, a skype image, a facebook friend, and all the rest is history.
I am fading away more and more as the days go by and that's that.
I am going to the bakery to get something to eat cause I'm starving.
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| A Greek island, 2012 |
