Was it my fault or yours?
We made such a good team, you know.
We could have lasted forever.
We would have made a beautiful old couple.
You pulling me out and making me more convivial.
Me softening you and making you more contemplative.
You forever the life of the party,
Me forever the dreamer.
We were beautiful, Love.
So what went wrong?
These last few posts have been really fun to write. I thought I would do something a little different than the ordinary for valentine's day. Isn't it fascinating to think about lost love? What could have been? These are filled with some wistful nostalgia, which is a beautiful emotion to me.