Pt 1

"We've come so far from the days that seem eternally behind us" The birds are chirping and sunset is only a mile away. Looking out the window, a false sense of solitude takes over. A new place, a new job, a new mug and a new tv to keep you entertained but there's nothing premiere about new. The present is someone elses past. I sit here with this puny cigarette wondering what the next step would entail. Things unsaid have a far more deeper impact than words that have been muttered. We've tried and we lost, and I'm glad we tried. "And I hope I'll still be there when you reach" I don't think i'll be going _______ anymore.