In broken English he said,
"So, your heart is in Peru then?"
Smiling,
I sat in the back of the cab and knew that it was true.
My heart is here, it's not with you.
The hole inside of me, where we grew, is slowly being filled by
days, hours, minutes, seconds,
breathes.
But you are still part of me and you are part of my story.
So, as I write
poems and songs,
as I tell my story,
know that you are here,
with me.
Just like
Olga, Ciara, Rachel, Tiffany, Todd, Doug, Jared, Robin, Pug, Andrew, Ben, Amanda, Jordan, Linda, Chris, Jim, Will, Eric, Jake, Jami, JC, Gretchen, Ginny, Toni, Sarah, Adelle, Leslie, Alex, Matt, Carolyn, Libby, Rima, Varga,
and countless others, unnamed, unknown.
"So, your heart is in Peru then?"
Smiling,
I sat in the back of the cab and knew that it was true.
My heart is here, it's not with you.
The hole inside of me, where we grew, is slowly being filled by
days, hours, minutes, seconds,
breathes.
But you are still part of me and you are part of my story.
So, as I write
poems and songs,
as I tell my story,
know that you are here,
with me.
Just like
Olga, Ciara, Rachel, Tiffany, Todd, Doug, Jared, Robin, Pug, Andrew, Ben, Amanda, Jordan, Linda, Chris, Jim, Will, Eric, Jake, Jami, JC, Gretchen, Ginny, Toni, Sarah, Adelle, Leslie, Alex, Matt, Carolyn, Libby, Rima, Varga,
and countless others, unnamed, unknown.
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