winter of crows - page 31 (i love you i love you i love you) 



and maybe we both were telling the truth. but we weren't on the same page. love meant something different to each of us.

at first she never would say i love you. she said, i adore you.

she was past that by now . . . but it meant as little, in the end.




 

Posted: Sat - June 26, 2004 at 02:28 PM             |


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