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Footnote: Receipt
Found in my car's back
seat, the receipt for paying
her phone service back
on: torn, and tearing up, I
tore it up---shreds to the breeze.
Kyakuchuu
[jlc]
Found in my car's back
seat, the receipt for paying
her phone service back
on: torn, and tearing up, I
tore it up---shreds to the breeze.
Kyakuchuu
[jlc]
And Now
...she is just litter on the side of the road. Sad. Reading a lot of lost love poetry lately. You paid for it and you are still paying for it? I've had my share of literally picking up the tab. Anger is a good answer - it's healthy! ~A~
thank you . . .
and yes, I am still paying for it. I have gotten to the point where a random thought of her does not bring tears, immediately, but there are times of the day, or reminders, that bring the rainstorm as quickly as a summer pop-up storm.
Seryddwr