Nov 272007
“We can still be friends.”
I should have known then, when he took my hand as we walked down E. Carson Street, that it wasn’t going to end well. I should have known.
Oh wait. I did know.
“We can still be friends.”
I should have known then, when he took my hand as we walked down E. Carson Street, that it wasn’t going to end well. I should have known.
Oh wait. I did know.