First Snow

December 1, 2010

It’s winter and daytime barely wedges itself into the dark.

Not wanting to be like her, but sometimes I can’t make myself know better.

As time passes I seem less like the gift I wanted to be. The edges rub raw. It’s so easy to think, at first, that he will never have to know me.

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