Right now, I want...

To not think about who I miss, how I was done, how I was betrayed and how I am forever changed.
 
A smoky club, a brass section full of goosebumps, purple light, Zelda Fitzgerald, and maybe even a little more crazy.
 
Someone said it all......I am tired of winter. I want my bulbs to bloom, the grass to grow,
the ice to melt on Lake Erie......I yearn to be warm.
 
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