Rado

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September 28, 2012 J. 0 Comments

i haven't written in a while. i didn't feel the need to. plus, it was summer and i was growing.

but here i am today. i am writing. and it is because of him. the one man who i am always able to write about so freely. i'm writing about Rado.

with so many factors against us i wonder how it is that we can still even talk to each other at all. if you can call what we do now talking, that is. but somehow we find a way to do just that.

we end up fighting and not speaking afterwards of course, but we always find our way to back. i wonder how many strikes we have left.

i shouldn't feel this way. neither of us should. it would make picking up the phone so much easier. i remember a time when it was so. but if we didn't feel this way, would we have any need for the phone?

sometimes i think our cue has passed and it was a one-night-only performance. other times i think our soundtrack hasn't been put on yet. i wonder which one of the two is actually wishful-thinking on my path.

i want to talk to him. right at this very moment. but i wont.

anyway, the line is busy again.