Sunday, January 15, 2012

Football day and he hated football

I find it strange that i think about him...my muse....at the weirdest times. Like today...football day. He didn't like sports at all, and i loved that he didn't. He was about music, and poetry. i guess that is why i think of him. I'm watching football.... thinking about music and poetry... thinking about him.

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