Knocking

I had that dream again last night where my love was knocking at my door.

Photo by Noah Silliman on Unsplash

Quickly awoken, falling down the stairs and running for the doorknob, but once again there was no one there.

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James O'Flaherty
James O'Flaherty

Written by James O'Flaherty

Daddy, exhausted empath, infj. John Lennon in a world of Pete Bests.

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