the tale of a love that not even a woman full of mistakes could destroy.
Oh yes!!! "The way she ...smoked her cigarettes." "I remember grabbing onto her hand, only to have to let go, before I could even say 'Goodbye.'" Oh Lord, that was my mother in just a few words before.
she. died. *way too young*
is she depressed?
no light, lying on the couch, groaning.
well, whatever it is,
you've managed to describe it so. damn. beautifully.