Tuesday, November 21, 2006


She told him to leave her. It is for the best. He is a wanderer, not the steady flow of a river close to the sea, but a tumoltuous seeking searching stream hitting on rocks and making his own way.

He is not her type. She shares him with too many demands of other people. Friends. Associates. Strangers even.

He disappointed her, for silence was all she got.


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