“She seems to aim for the street lights when she could go much higher into the evening beyond the moon light. I see her among the stars in a breathtaking view beyond words but wrapped up in a me and you. I may never know why she aims so low, what is a man to do when it’s out of his control? I love her beyond any fantasy, but she just doesn’t see the reality of what it is that we could be. Guess I should sit upon the street lamp and scream here I am.”

by Ryan L. Rinehart

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