Start Over

January 30, 2009

The things I have left behind me.

Some broken, some better.

Some bitter. Reminders of our failings. To ourselves. To each other.

Some gone forever. My own ghost stories, growing sweeter, growing sadder, with each telling. What-might-have-beens, fading to fog, faces lost, and neither of us recognizes the other.

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