07.21.07 - 12:57 am

i dont know.

why.

when.

how can it be fixed.

it never will, obviously. but, one day. it would be nice to sit on a veranda, watching a thunderstorm. a bottle of wine and some laughs. long periods of silence. and then a pleasant goodbye.

just to fix things. just to put an end to the story.

just to make sense of it all.

but its fine that it wont happen. its just a fleeting thought anyways.

it was good while it lasted. and what an experience it was. it changed my life.

and in many ways, it changed hers.