What shade of
meaning are you
looking for?

You read these
poems in hopes
that they’re
about you—

no one else,
nothing more.



Hello, 8am.
It’s just me, checking in. I know it’s been a while, but have you got time for an old friend?
See I’ve been living the night life, and not the bright kind; the shadow over me felt permanent.
I noticed it was sunny, maybe you had seen me open my eyes?
I had the slightest notion that you…

"We become the people we promised we’d never turn into."

Ten Word Story #25 - Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)

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