Confessions of a Bokononist

8.30.2015

Meester BriteSyde

Sometimes I wish
that the train relationships -
the ones that have a perfect beginning when the doors open
(Oh, I've read XYZ book too),
enjoyable middle
(Yas, let's definitely move to Boulder and start a coffee shop / framily),
and no ending -
didn't have to come to such sharp conclusions.
*DOORS CLOSING*