A van was parked outside. Seemed to belong to a gardening firm. A young couple where in front clearly not idly chatting about the weather, I wondered what they were talking about as I arrived. As I left a few minutes later it was obvious. His head high in some kind of firm resolve , her face in her hands and doughy with tears . It brought some things back and made me think about some of the writing about I've read about LC this weekend , and how his songs were crafted out of moments like that.m
I wonder if she will let it define her . Or rather she'll crack on. I hope the later and he will be off on to a more chiselled blond or brunette. Who will probably fuck him right up
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