A memory - 30 April 2025
That's us, sitting in the booth
You, with your wild hair
You, with your wild hair
Your laughing eyes
And that naughty look
That's us
Now it's just me
That booth is empty
No laughing
No sneaky sideways glance
Nothing
My only thought
"Your loss"
4 comments:
Brother, that's just a bit sad. Does that mean you've given up on her?
HI, no not at all, just being a realist. If she hasn't come by now, she probably won't ever. But the door is always open.....
Maybe you should prod a little...? Or I could? :)
Nah, all good. Thanks for the offer :)
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