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Two years now and I'm alone again. Close your eyes and count to ten and tell me, How the hell you've been? "I'll be okay: I promise and I swear.” As they open up I ask abruptly, “When? and Why? and Where?” I found the shoulder, I found the closest one. Confessed my fears and that it's done. I can't stare at the ceiling anymore. As the story goes, we always know that when it rains it pours… I had a life and I had friends. I miss all of them. I stare at the picture on my sill from Opening Day, the times that were a thrill… Coughing heavy from the habit I should've quit. I wonder if I did if it would've helped a little bit. I paced the places and the hallways where we'd meet hoping one day you'd come my way and sweep me off my feet. From Letras Mania