Without a word, a decision has been made and we've been relieved of trying to fool ourselves into thinking that we're something we're not.
Tonight I'll finish cleaning for the visitor who'll never come, then retreat back into my dreams where I've been living the past few months.
I'd like to take back the anger, the sadness, the fear, the pain...who knew what would come of two people holding on to each other one spring night?
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