Wednesday, March 23, 2011

It has been a year.

A year.

12 months.

52 weeks.

365 days.

8,760 hours.

525,600 minutes.

31,536,000 seconds.

94,608,000 movements of my wristwatch.

It has been a year.

Why do you still linger behind my eyelids?

Why does your voice still echo through this silence?

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