Friday, April 30, 2010

Non, je ne regrette rien, Dept.

The love affair is over. Not by choice. Not mine, anyway.

The object of my affection is leaving me.

Not for someone else, but, painfully, for no reason I can see.
Not yet, anyway.

I know that the next time we meet, things will definitely have changed. Perhaps for the better, but that's so hard to imagine.

We'll see.

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