dedalus Posted December 12, 2010 Share Posted December 12, 2010 (edited) A hug and a squeeze was the timid best that we could do. I wish, dear Mary, I had possessed you, vigorously, up in your parents' bedroom, when you and I were seventeen. My life and yours would have changed entirely. A thousand autumns have passed and at the funeral bash this summer ( a family thing) I was told you still had feelings. My heart fell apart in smithereens, thoughts of a life back home in Ireland and of all the things that could have been. Edited December 12, 2010 by dedalus Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Join the conversation
You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.