Saturday, February 20, 2010

Un Garçon.

He was able to make such a big impact on everyone. Even me. But he went back home. He went back home. A week flew by so quickly and before I realized, everything in me was changed.

Today, I came to my cousin's house. The little girl asked: "Where's Kevin?" I cringed. Her brother came downstairs with a shoulder smack, which he never did, which Kevin always does. I stared at him for less than a second then smiled quickly.

Like Kevin said, the present never exists. The past is the tense that is most powerful. Now I understand why. Say hello to a period of heartaches and nostalgia.

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