He was driving back home. He did not even know why he went back, nothing really awaited him there. His house seemed to sense his loneliness and claw at him.
He wished he had her , but most of all he wished he had told her how wonderful she had looked the night she drove away.
***My first attempt at a song fifty five. The song wonderful tonight- eric clapton
1 comment:
wow...carry on singing...
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