Saturday, 25 December 2010
keepsakes
the song was now tied to her
to the thought. the memory. the sound. the feel.
the scent. the
touch
of
her.
and after today. after what came next
he knew he'd never be able to listen to it.
not even the chords of it
ever
again.
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