It happened again. I flipped on the radio and our song "Send in the Clowns" began. I recalled our nights, by the record machine , sharing a big tub o'sardines. Or picking out our first pet, a puma. I often wonder how your scars finally healed. It was sad how it ended, you, in bed with seven men. Me , earning the rent, delivering pizza, you probably shouldn't have called for delivery that night. Especially, ordering 8 pizzas, they were heavy and I ended up paying for them. Anyway , hoping you are well and that you've found happiness. I have become a nurse and grown another 6 inches plus I won the lottery and an oscar for best actor in a **** comedy. Have a nice life. No sardines for you.
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1 Response Aug 23, 2014

Great love story..surreal and touching.

You are welcome.

How much was autobiographical?