Saturday, February 05, 2005

when is it ever the right time to let the past go?

when your guy choses to climb the stairs all the way up to his flat on the 20th floor,
so that he can continue to talk to you on the mobile, as taking the lift means you have to hang up.
eventhough his calves are aching, his right heel's hurting & his shin's swollen,
all from a soccer match earlier in the day.

maybe that's when one should finally just let it all the hurt, anguish & anger inside go.
maybe...

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