post pax.
cannot believe i was humming the words to this song to myself on my flight over to boston. not knowing anything about what it meant. now i went thru the weekend. went thru pax. experienced it. and he's from chicago. and i'm sad. is this another sign or am i crazy once again?
YOU ARE READING
i am not real , but you were
Poetrya collection of thoughts i refused to let slip away with the wind