Feb 13, 2004 09:55
24 little hours.
Dinah Washington had plenty to gush about.
Today, I sneer at it.
Or perhaps time DOES destroy everything...memories, feelings. With that one bump along timeline, it throws everything into disequilibrium.
How do I put it.
One moment it was good, then the other, I'm literally thrown off the trajectory. Thrown out. Rejected.
Ne brise pas mon coeur, s'il te plait. Oh, mais tu as déjà...