|
Dear Silence, Yesterday I waited for you, but you never showed. I looked for you on every street corner, down every alleyway and from every rooftop, but you were nowhere to be found. At times I wonder if I ever even knew you. At times I wonder if the voice I hear in my daydreams is something truly remembered, or something purely imagined. If you’re out there I want you to know that I’m still here...waiting for the day that you decide to be mine again, even if only for one night. Your long lost love, New York City |
|
|





