rivers.roads.

when first you left i sang this song thinking i’d chase you and like a child i did but over time learned there was no need to chase someone who never really ran. you are family and though it may seem unbelievable, i miss your face like hell. now rivers and roads represent the space we’ve created to make excuses about why we can’t be.

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