Close To a Real Girl
She was right. She was wrong. I was not ever going to text her back into my life.
She was right. She was wrong. I was not ever going to text her back into my life.
If we could keep the little upsets, the fractures, the triggerings, from derailing all the joy and love we generate in between that would be nice. Unlikely, but nice. More than nice, required.
I need to stay focused on what's important right now. It's not a woman, or a band.