Sunday, December 5, 2010

The Transparency of Winter Forests



When I say I'm over Mr. Ex, I don't mean I've forgiven him.
When I say I don't care what happens to him, I don't mean the shadow of his swath of destruction is invisible.
When I say I would never go back to him, I don't mean that I would have coffee with him.
When I say I don't believe in Hell, I don't mean I wouldn't be happy if he rotted there.


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