Monday, April 18, 2016
a single question
a night in the city we first met. a stroll past the hotel where we first talked and the restaurant where we shared our first meal. a cool breeze, this time of spring, that time of fall, both the same in feeling. memories stir emotions deep in my heart. a wistful sigh and this single question forms in my mind, "what happened?"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
the subtext
if a james taylor song is the main theme of this blog, i think it makes sense that given the content of this song and my regard for this par...
