Only you and I,
only you and I, my love,
listen to it.

The thought of returning to the Valley never sounded so sweet. I love the fact that I’ll be there eight hours after we leave Waco. I’ll see the sights of Austin and San Antonio once again, smelling the stink of both cities. But I will return to you, my home, my Boroughs. I will see the skies and feel the humidity and I will hate it. But your sorrowful song will be music to my ears as finally I shall belong in my surroundings.

And now that things have been sussed out, I’m happy to know that when I get home, my smile will be genuine.


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