November 2010
The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are...
– Fernando Pessoa | Bernardo Soares, The Book of Disquiet
The evening was long, my guesses were true You saw me see you That something you said, the timing was right The pleasure was mine We were caught by the light Held on to the day till it became ours The minutes went by, the cab is outside There’s no time to take When we parted, moving on And believing it could begin and end in one evening