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Do you think of me on airplanes? With your headphones snug around your ears and the clouds below. Do you think of my hands as you are exploring new territory - the freedom, the thrill, the rush.
When you travel against the turn of our planet, does it take you back into the past?
I think of you on jet planes. In thoughts that go a million miles and hour. Over toy towns and towers made of tin. Nothing feels real without you.
Do you think of what could have been? In the early morning light when you wake up next to some stranger, wondering why you don’t feel a thing.
In every bar room and bedroom where you’re forced into conversation or giving away parts of yourself - do you miss me?
Do you think of me in cars? When every turn you take is driving us further apart. Does every road sign pleading you to take care, remind you of how much I want you, how much you are loved.
I think of you on roads that stretch into the horizon. On roundabouts and signs that keep telling me I am going in the wrong direction. I hope you think of me as much as I think of you. I hope that every step will bring you closer, that every dead end is a messenger, willing you to turn back around, reminding you it’s time to come home.
-Lang Leavnewcastle werewolf - blood red ale
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