She supposes she understood, when she saw him with her. Love does not wait at doors, but taps its foot in impatience. And there she had been the fool, staying in his hospital of broken hearts and exasperations.
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He & She
PoetryIt is so much easier to turn "I" into "she" and Him into "he" because it is so much easier to take the blame off of me.
