"Don't worry," she said

"Don't worry," she said.

"I know it's hard & I know

it hurts now & I know

it's all rather blue, but

one day it will all fade

into the background &

the blue will tint every

thing and the sound

of the rain will actually

prove quite comforting."

And I think she was

trying to make me feel

better, but she didn't.


[26 march 2013]

The End

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