So we hid too.
Just in case.
Just in case.
Look familiar, Losties?
Love, jungles, and helpful Mexican workers in golf carts,
Anna
I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.
Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.
They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.
Billy Collins
1 comment:
Oh anna anna. I'm gonna go home and bit my pilla! Thats what I'm gonna do! I miss you! We shall be friends forever!
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