INSEPARABLE
tirsdag 7. februar 2012
lovers don't always win
The lover held her love. She begged him not to go. She unwrapped his gloves. The lover said I know, I know, I know. Kissed his trembling lips. She touched fingertips. But somehow they both know.
He's not coming home.
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