#notbasedonatruestory

[imninjapig]

*walks into a store*

“Hi I know I just bought these pants, but I already sh*t them”

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[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

Just a Lingering Away

Do you remember the time before,

When we were but a lingering away?

We were a phone call and a one-word-voice-message away,

A tumblr message, and an Instagram status update away,

We were a pizza delivery away,

A Saturday might sleepover away,

We were a teenager crisis away,

We were an 'I miss you' away,

Hell, there were times when we were a sad look-into-the-distance away,

Later, and often, we were a taxi in traffic away,

A delated train; a six-hour-flight away,

A Skype notification on Sunday evenings, away,

And an 'adult' love-life trouble away,

Do you remember, when we were just a memory away?

The time when we were three crying emoticons away?

I do. And I remember it so clearly; It hurts.

It hurts 'cause we were so close, now we're more than miles away.

I called you, messaged you, and tagged you in my rare emotional tweets

I ordered pizza and sent you a selfie, on a Saturday, I swear.

I left a message that I missed you, I even looked away in despair.

But you're still not here. Do you not even care?

There was a time - I remember - when all I had to do, was call you by your name,

And you'd be there, for me; you'd reach out to me, and you'd get me.

And, I realise...

That more than a solution, I just needed you there.

NO, that's wrong. I need you here.

I know you have a family, a job, and everything but a moment.

But, do you think you could make one for me; just a moment, for old time's sake?

Because I need to know if we're a forever away,

Or maybe just an 'I love you too' away...

[jerrodw14-blog]

#PicturePrompt : "I was never a rough kid. I would rather take the long way than hop the fence. Getting down and dirty was never really my thing. I stayed away from mud. Patient. Understanding. Even. Safe. I really didn't know or understand any other way to be. I remember the first time I fell off a bike. I busted my kneecap right open. I still remember the blood. I still remember how it felt after crashing to the ground. The sting of the alcohol and the sweet tone of my mother's voice as she cottled me once I got up. I still have the strawberry to show for it." #NotBasedOnATrueStory

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