When the wind blows through my hair I can almost feel the places it has been. I can almost hear the voices it has carried for a time. I can almost be where it has been. Not quite, but almost.
As Still as the Wind
riaspencer
When the wind blows through my hair I can almost feel the places it has been. I can almost hear the voices it has carried for a time. I can almost be where it has been. Not quite, but almost.
