think on it

When I think back on this summer I can already see how she looks to me. Glasses of whiskey and cowboy boots dancing all night with Mega J to a country band, drives out to the Prospector in Long Beach and hiding in the dark corners. I already miss you.

Published by Erin Rose Belair

I write because maybe you have felt this way as well. Because​ none of us truly love or ache alone.

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