Still been thinking about this for the last several hours, coupled with the fact you’ve been dropping hints that seemed to point to this for quite some time now. I am tempted to cry with you. For some weeks I’ve been hoping you would write up a narrative telling us more about how you fell in love with her…a continuation of when you had taken us for a ride in your Pontiac station wagon and we had first met her in the early days. And how it all grew into what it did, with its inevitable twists and turns.
Still been thinking about this for the last several hours, coupled with the fact you’ve been dropping hints that seemed to point to this for quite some time now. I am tempted to cry with you. For some weeks I’ve been hoping you would write up a narrative telling us more about how you fell in love with her…a continuation of when you had taken us for a ride in your Pontiac station wagon and we had first met her in the early days. And how it all grew into what it did, with its inevitable twists and turns.
It’s not over for sure, but it’s in real trouble.
She still cares about and for me. But I’ve been hard to live with.
“I say I love you.
She laughs gently, and only says goodbye.”
A sledgehammer thrown clear through a glass block window. Shattered.