I wasnt bitter you know? I should have shouted and smashed the windows, Or least vilified you and your token last insult to our sour ending . No I just stood at the bedroom door, and watched, the last dance of your afternoon triste , I didnt feel jealousy no more , it wasnt disgust at your afternoon delight , all I felt was the deep deep loss and black disappointment , i remember there was no shouting or smashing of glass , I closed the bedroom door . And yes just walked away.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Jul 2013 03:58:05 +0000
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