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Tuesday, February 28, 2012

go.

I remember the night I finally reached that intersection. When I had to choose left or right, to love or hate you. The rain blinded my view for a while as I sat idle at the light. I looked at my dashboard holding still, I looked at the clock that kept changing. I looked up at the light, your green eyes. They told me I had to go. I peeled forward and have been driving ever since. I think about how much I loved you. I think about how much I hated you. Forward now is the only through street, and I thank you for sending me there.

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