It could not be. Even if things had not happened as they did, we are neither of us what we were. What is ours now is to find out what is left, and if we wish to keep it.
But it was beautiful.
[ She is crying again, but it is slow. And she is still smiling. ]
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Date: 2021-02-25 12:47 am (UTC)But it was beautiful.
[ She is crying again, but it is slow. And she is still smiling. ]
Thank you for the swing.