The Vale — My Screaming Twenties

We talked more here than at home. It was the only place I could look at you and love you timelessly. The silence, was comfortable too. No longer punctuated with betrayal and bickering about anything, from the biscuit tin to communism. I guess it’s all worthless now. It won’t lessen the distance or […]

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