do
you
remember
love
how
every
bottle
in
spain
tasted
so
good

his 

subtlety 

became 

him 

like 

he 

was 

born 

with 

it 

like 

he 

was 

it 

it's
hard
to
not
feel
so
lonely
when
you
feel
so
very
much
alone

her
teacher
asked
her
what
she
was
thankful
for
and
she
said
her
ipad

the
house
smells
like
pumpkin
bread
and
wine
and
a
little
bit
of
love

I
held
my
baby
blanket
and
meditated
I
loved
the
way
it
smelled

I'm
menstruating
it's
a
new
moon
oh
universe
so
predictable

I
don't
want
to
sleep
tonight
and
I
don't
want
to
wake
in
the
morning

when
I
think
of
you
I
hear
Fleetwood
Mac
the
falling
snow
your
rustling
beard

I
was
just
thinking
of
the
song
bang
bang
but
the
way
cher
does
it
though

I'd
a
fire
going
all
afternoon
'twas
the
coziest
in
the
world

she
wanted
a
sister
a
friend
a
party
buddy
I
was
a
daughter

I'm
still
sad
my
love
that
you
left
my
favorite
wine
key
on
the
train

she
said
love's
a
series
of
positive
actions
she's
someone's
good
friend

I
found
myself
not
saying
anything
at
all
which
is
so
unlike
me

I
wanted
grape
vineyards
and
racing
horses
and
the
fuck
called
me
trite

love
will
keep
us
together
love
will
tear
us
apart
and
so
they
will

house
plants
that
I'd
had
for
years
and
years
died
and
now
I
really
miss
them

there's
a
freckle
on
my
ring
finger
that
my
wedding
band
covers
up

one
death
may
explain
itself
but
it
throws
no
light
upon
another

-e.m. forster, howards end