Tuesday, June 20, 2006
...She will always pay the bill, for the having big fun
It was June 1985 when I began to fall for RM and, consequently, began to lose my grip on the moral high ground and gain a reputation.
Yet,
despite the gossip,
despite the people stopping my Mum in the Co-op outraged by the hours we were keeping,
despite "why don't you just get a telly like normal folk?",
despite that inevitable night when he left me weeping on the stairs,
I've never, ever felt the need to make a collage out of his letters.
Appetite - Prefab Sprout
Yet,
despite the gossip,
despite the people stopping my Mum in the Co-op outraged by the hours we were keeping,
despite "why don't you just get a telly like normal folk?",
despite that inevitable night when he left me weeping on the stairs,
I've never, ever felt the need to make a collage out of his letters.
Appetite - Prefab Sprout
Labels: nostalgia
