15.7.07

Saturday, 14th July 2007

Talentime. I was nervous but I tried not to be. I knew the remedy. I needed to find solace. And I knew just the place to go. The field.

Solace. A source of comfort. You are my solace.

But you locked me out of your heart (and out of your MSN too, not to forget)

So where is my solace? Where are you now?

You're never there.