I fell in love with you
Drunk, sitting on my broken-tiled
Brooklyn floor
A party roared around us
We listened to Pink Floyd
You closed your eyes
And fell into Comfortably Numb
And for the first time in my life
Or at least for the first time in years
I felt I had found my home
Sunday, June 27, 2010
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