Mindless habit, another tryst to fill the void which can't be filled by others. At least not the others in her world. The mechanics of preparing to leave; keep her from thinking the thoughts which will haunt her later. I can imagine her in the exact same position dressing to leave his place. She puts on her shoe, a tear wets the corner of her eye as the futility of her existence washes over her once again. Don't you just want to do something real special for her. We both know she deserves more.
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ReplyDeleteMindless habit, another tryst to fill the void which can't be filled by others. At least not the others in her world. The mechanics of preparing to leave; keep her from thinking the thoughts which will haunt her later. I can imagine her in the exact same position dressing to leave his place. She puts on her shoe, a tear wets the corner of her eye as the futility of her existence washes over her once again. Don't you just want to do something real special for her. We both know she deserves more.
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