Friday, December 18, 2009

She sat, starring at the empty space, the empty page.

What if, what if, what if.

"Where've you been these days? I miss you. I was driving home, and you came to mind."

"Staunton. Queen city of the south," he replys.

"I still have to visit," she says. But it'd been over 2 years since the last time. It was an empty promise, she knew, he knew.

"How are the girls in your life?"

"I'm seeing this girl. She's a spicy meatball."

"Aren't they all? Where'd you find this one?"

" I really like this one. She lives in Charlottesville."

"You really liked the last one," she says wryly.

"Well, you know me."

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