I miss you. The sound of your song, the curve of your back, the seagreen of your eyes. I wish you would tell me when your gig was. I wish for a lot of things, that in a year will seem a million miles away and out of place and what was I thinking?! But right now...weigh heavily on my heart. If I don't get to see you, I wish you luck.
"Been a busy day...with some heavy seas.
But you've done your best, sleepy man."
the rest of you should try to check it out. Thursday night, Beale Street Bar, I dunno what time.
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