Old Flame Rekindled

Mar 21, 2006 12:08

Oh Strongbow, why must you toy with my emotions?
I thought we had something special in London. Don’t you remember wasting away the afternoons together? But then, before I knew it, our time together came to an end.

You never visited. You never wrote. You never called. So I picked up the pieces and tried to move on.
Magners, Woodchuck, I tasted them all. But other ciders just didn’t satisfy me like you could.

But now, fate (and the Dark Horse pub and Kildare’s) has brought us together again. I know it will never be like it was, but maybe in time I can learn to love again.
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