Yesterday he asked me how she's doing. I said I don't know... I wish I'd bothered to find out.. atleast so I'd have something to tell him when he asked me..
But then.. I never thought he'd ask me.
I used to wish she'd just let go of him.. Yesterday I wished she hadn't.
I wish he hadn't let her.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Let go..
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There is very little you can say after reading such a well thought out and lucid piece of writing. You really showed you are no amateur (not yet) in using pronouns.
I have no clue what you are referring to or who you are referring to. But I connect. Do not have to explain anything to anyone on YOUR blog. I love your style. Keep it up.
No wonder my brother likes your blog!
You ARE good.
Your brother was making fun of me :D But thankyou..
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