Tuesday, 15 April 2008

15

It was the same old story, really: boy meets girl, boy and girl get together, various ups and downs occur but eventually happiness ensues – and then one day, out of the blue, girl says, "I don't think this is going to work" ("why?" says the boy; in all honesty, he still doesn't know the answer) and the boy is plunged into heartbreak; melancholy; tears in the street and he doesn't care who seems them; sadness. He can't quite get his head 'round it; he wishes it wasn't real. He wonders why he's all alone, why nobody wants him, why it seems so hard to make something work, and why something so obviously good has gone.

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