Wasted
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Step. Breathe in. Step. Breathe out. I've come back to life. I'm alive. I'm living. I mean, I was never really dead, yet I was never really alive. Step. Breathe in. Step. Breathe out. I existed. Night on night, Jack Daniels and a cigarette on the fire escape of my apartment. I was numb, I was heartless, I was wasted. Step. Breathe in. Step. Breathe out. But now I feel. I love her. I always did, deep down, I knew Charlotte Garcia was the one I loved. Step. Breathe in. Step. Breathe out. Now I'm drunk on love.
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Your heart was empty, it has been for 15 years and you kept coming back to that same old place you were told to stay. You knew that nobody will come but that's the only thing you can hold on to... their promise, a promise that they will come back and get you there. So you waited for someone who will never come. On the same day, 15 years later, a 'supposedly' typical day of waiting for the loved ones in your past, your path crossed with a beautiful Latina sitting on a bench not that far away from where you are. That changed the course of your life.

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