Some things ARE better left unsaid.
I don't even remember what I DID say. Only bits. Pieces. Fragments. Lost puzzle pieces from a whole conversation. I remember the agony of saying a thing. I remember the discussion. The disassociating. Yes. The getting incredibly sleepy, but not specifics.
I'm a Virgo. I analyze and criticize and ponder. This is agony to me.
I believe I was offered a short time. And that's a fascination. But that's not my style.
I think I would have liked to have taken this one to the grave. Maude Miller was wrong. Something ARE better left unsaid.
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Listen to the Casual Reply: A Collection of Short stories
RomanceA collection of stories of what was love, what might have been, what still could be
