Thursday, December 15, 2011

Final glimpse

"You know I don't like to think about it" She had said to me. "I can't even entertain the thought of you. You're just too good and pure but nothing else is... and if I think about it... you, then I wouldn't be able to do it...and I need to. I need to do it, so this is going to be the last time I see you." And it was the last time she saw me, but not the last time I saw her. I caught one final glimpse as they closed the casket and she didn't look any happier.

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