Thursday, June 18, 2009

item #0022

Gain is a contradiction. I'm growing away from it and from you. You are all about gain. You're not the woman I married three years ago. I'm no longer nervous of knowing that. We cannot now bridge the gap. Time to divide things and separate. I've had my time making hay. Back to the black sheep and my tendency for solitude.

I cannot wait.


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