Monday, 9 March 2015

At the balcony, they stood.

I guess I got side-tracked. Or maybe, I didn't want to write that ending; as though if I put it onto paper that it would then become the real ending.
Maybe  want to know that there will be the continuance before I can write it as the tragedy.

We all want happy endings.

But I should remind myself that it might not be now. Not that it is never..just not exactly now.

It was more than a coincidence.

It was far more than that.

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