Monday, July 07, 2008

I knew it.

I felt it.

Sure as shit, as I turned down my street from the laundry mat from hell I heard him scream my name.

He hadn’t showered in five days. The last two nights he slept on the street.

I don’t understand where Vance went.

It breaks my heart.

4 Comments:

Blogger nataS said...

Are you saying what I think you're saying?

He was there following you?

6:28 PM  
Blogger iamfallingfromgrace said...

No but he comes around every now and again or starts calling when he's desperate. He was walking down my street towards my house.

I can't be that person for him anymore. I can't deal with his darkness. No pun intened, Natas.

8:35 PM  
Blogger nataS said...

WOW...You be careful.

6:54 PM  
Blogger Brad said...

I second that. Allowing him back into your life is only fostering the problem.

2:52 PM  

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