Or was it yesterday?
It happened [as Elizabeth Wurtzel
Would say]:
"Gradually...then suddenly..."
I knew the impact would be uncomfortable.
But his embrace felt better than a safety net.
It wasn't exactly----and was completely----
U n e x p e c t e d.
We sat in a still October car
And I promised him:
But you won't know it.
And this will end...because we are not evergreen.
All seasons must end. You won't be here next October.
And we, like a rugged Autumn--
Are so tragically and beautifully doomed.
We are breathing in bought time.
Let's enjoy it, while we can."
He didn't fully understand.
Now we both do.
