164/365 Another Joe
Breaker of my best friend’s heart, I know that youth did you both in—bad timing—but what if it had lasted? I can’t imagine a world without her daughters, of course, but way back then, it was such a big love. Wasn’t it?
posted by Indigo Bunting at 6:08 AM
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"For of all sad words of tongue or pen, / The saddest are these: 'It might have been!'" (Whittier)
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