I didn't realize how big the bed looked when you were in it. The distance between us so much greater than when you were away. It wasn't until the next day that I turned over to look for you and the spot where you had lay the night before was only a small distance from me. The bed is a funny place, you know? You can lay right next to someone and either feel like this is the closest you've ever been to a person, or they can feel a million miles away. (Anth lyrics included.)
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The Art of Mending A Broken Heart
Short StoryI don't think it's about finding myself as much as it is about remaking myself. I had been this girl for awhile, and then I started changing. Heading in a new direction blindfolded. I think it's time to take the blindfold off and create myself with...
