The Last Time I Fell in Love II
In a dive club, the music loud, the people crowding, communication is a hurdle. She says something. "Yeah," I say in response. There is a disconnect. "You didn't hear what I just said, did you?"
You got me. "But you responded anyways." She calls my bullshit and that was the last time I fell in love.
You got me. "But you responded anyways." She calls my bullshit and that was the last time I fell in love.
Labels: bullshit, love, phil's grandson's place
posted by justin | 9:00 a.m.
1 Comments:
When I say last time, I should mention that I live in a temporal diaspora.
And that last time could be as much as nearly three years ago. And before the last last time.
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