The flow of time seemed to affect me so much differently when she was around. Her face was once again etched into my mind as we both met again, a cruel last minute joke that destiny seemed to be playing on both of us. The apple of my eye was rotten to the core.
January 09, 2005
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Time and Place
Posted by David Scheidt at 4:28 PM
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