So, this is my life.

And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

this summer

It was a time I slept in many rooms, called myself by many names...
I knew every kind of joy, ascents of every hue.  Mine was the twilight and the morning.  Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.

Roman Payne. writing about my summer.  of which i'm having such trouble letting go.


1 comment:

t said...

thy eternal summer shall not fade.