Tuesday, September 12, 2006

it's a process.

Mel's first boyfriend was evil.
He was deceiving.
He broke her heart.
Last night she opened her mail on the patio.
It was a wedding invitation...to his wedding.
She immediately held her lighter up to it but didnt light the flame.
Instead, she laid it on the table.
I wanted to burn it for her.
But I didnt.
It's hers to burn.
One day she'll let go.
One day she'll light the flame.
One day.

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