a (very) short story
he doesn't come across themvery often anymore
yet every time he does
he can see it
his jaws
quietly clenched
in every single picture
she ever took of him
and sometimes he wonders
how things would be now
if just one time
he had been able to relax
and smile for her
posted by adam @ 8:51 PM
1 Comments:
shit, this makes me sad. more than the others.
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