Sunday, May 17, 2009

1997: The greatest distance

We had not talked in over a year since our tearful goodbye. He had gone back to her and I was trying to move on. I stood at the bottom of these steps for what seemed like a lifetime, but could not bring myself to walk up them and knock on his door.
It was time to walk away, but I didn't know how to let go.



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