and she's off

and then..... "bye" and she's gone. for four and a half days. that's roughly, oh, forever.

plans for things to do with him for tomorrow and monday. i'm sure other plans will firm up or materialize.

won't see her this year. in four months another year will start.

i wonder if next year will be different. i hope it will be. as i hoped this year and last year would be different.

dare i hope or dream? i shouldn't. it hurts less that way.