read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

July 5, 2009
He had been a shut out for days. No one I knew had contact with him. His phone was not on. He'd done this before so I didn't rush to the scene. When two weeks went by I had had enough. I went his apartment alone. I looked up to his window from the street. The window was closed. He never closed that window. Never no matter how cold or loud it got outside. His door was already sightly open. He was gone. All of this belonging still there however. The only strange sight was the circle etched in bathroom...