Part 7, The end

‘Maybe we aren’t supposed to be fixed.’ She says.  ‘Fixed… What do you mean?’ he replies.  ‘You know… maybe we’ll never really,’ she pauses mid sentence and folds her arms closely around her waist. ‘get better.’ She says.  ‘you don’t think…’ his shoulders hunch around his heart as though protecting him from further disappointment. ‘No,…

Part 6

How lovely it would be;But nothing is ever as perfect as you want it to be. From: And nothing is ever as you want it to be, Brian Patten His shaking leg grazes the table and appears louder than it really is. Everything is immersed in blazing detail. She is holding her hands tightly around…

Part 5

‘How easy it would beIf love could be brought home like a lost kittenOr gathered in like strawberries,’ From: And Nothing Is Ever as You Want it to Be, Brian Patten Sad  She was going to say.  I feel sad almost all the time. When they are alone again he tells her that she looks…