Monday, February 15, 2010

#169

three years ago he had forgotten to lift his glass for the toast. it had all the pretty phrases... "perfect for each other" and "you'll do great things together" but in each speakers' mind, the words were only that. and now she still treated him the way she always had, so he lied and justified the way he always had.
waking from a dream at 4:30 on a tuesday morning, he cursed that damn glass... a sign too late.

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