Friday, 4 September 2015

Recrossing Calm Water Bridge



It could have been at a party, they both knew a few of the same people, that’s how they met in the first place after all.

It could have been at that coffee place that she introduced him to, she still went there and he was now equally addicted to caffeine, thanks to her.

It could have been at a concert, a conference, she could have needed her computer fixed, he could have had a torn suit jacket.

But no, they met again on the bridge where they broke up.

The river of life can be so unrealistic at times…

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