I Like To Match What I Wear

After All, I Think, Isn't It Always About A Boy?

No Matter What The Circumstances. I Am More Like Most Men In This Regard. No Second Chances. It's Not So Much About Morality, But About My Inability To Forgive. I'm A Champion Grudge Holder, And I Don't Think I Could Change This About Myself Even If I Wanted To.

That's How Life Is. Sometimes There Are Happy Endings, Sometimes There Aren't, And More Often There Are Shades Of Gray.

I Have One Final Hope, If I Get Double Sixes, Maybe He Will Change His Mind, Come Back To Me. As If To Cast A Magic Spell, I Blow On The Dice Just As Dex Did...just As It Happened With Our First Roll, One Die Lands Before Its Mate. On A Six! I Hold My Breath. For A Brief Second, I See A Mess Of Dots, And Think I Have Boxcars Again. I Kneel, Staring At The Second Die. It Is Onle A Five. I Have Rolled An Eleven, It Is As If Someone Is Mocking Me, Saying, Close, But No Dice.

Instead Of Relief Or Gratitude, More Guilt Washes Over Me. Andy's Certainly Not Faultless - No One Ever Is In A Marriage