when I was a kid…
January 26, 2005 - 2:49 a.m.
Dear Texas,
I’ve never seen you. I haven’t met you or spent one day in your presence.
Then how can I miss you?
Who are you and why do I think that I need you? You’re nothing to me…
And everything all at the same time.
Wait for me. Please.
Wait for me and one day, I swear it, I’ll come to visit you. Somehow I’ll find the nerve to break away from everything familiar, stop clinging to this life, and make a new one. With you. How does that sound?Yours forever,
A girl.
