7.Monday Morning 5.19
At eight o'clock we said goodbye, that's when i left her house
for mine. she said that she'd be staying in - well she had to be
at work by nine. so i get home and have a bath, and let an hour
or
Pass; drifting in front of my tv, when a film comes on that she
wants to see.
It's monday morning 5：19, and i'm still wondering where she's
been, 'cos every time i try to call i just get her machine. and
now it's almost six am, and i don't want to try again, 'cos if
she's
L not back then this must be the end.
.at first i guess she's gone to get herself a pack of
cigarettes, a pint of milk, food for the cat, but it's midnight
now and she's still not back.
It's monday morning 5：19, and i'm still wondering where she's
been, 'cos every time i try to call i just get her machine. and
now it's almost six am, and i don't want to try again, 'cos if
she's
L not back then heaven knows, what then, is this the end？
At half past two i picture her in the back of someone else's car
- he runs his fingers through her hair... oh you shouldn't let
him touch you there!
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