you pulled up to the side of the curb.
20 minutes passed and all you have is yourself.
See the months they don’t matter it’s the days I can’t take.
Friday, July 17th, 2009
Daily Archive
July 17, 2009
The Writer and his story
A basic introduction to what is becoming the afterglow which lights up the night sky.
This spectacular view, the Greatest view.
The life of you and me.The Band
