Sunday, November 23, 2008

No More


While sharing tuna turnover,
Blueberry cheesecake and buttered corn and carrots,
They engaged in a conversation -
Neither of them liked.

She started it.

With fire in his eyes -
Hurt and angered,
Left the w/g bond on the table,
And walked away.

She wanted to follow him,
But her feet won't move.
No tears,
But her heart was screaming...

SORRY!

Maybe, this is it.
No more them.
Goodbye to this
Team that can not be beaten.