Ruins to most people

An attempt at reconciliation. I send a message. “…I suppose it is all water under the bridge. And sometimes there is so much water the bridge actually washes away. But the fact is the bridge was there once, connecting two people, and something of it necessarily abides, as all things that have existed must do.Continue reading “Ruins to most people”

There was a girl

There was a girl who loved a man. This man knew she loved him because she told him.  Once, and many times after in fact because you only stumble with such words the first time. So she loved him and he knew it, and it was the love you find in movies and songs, andContinue reading “There was a girl”