Gardener, I thought of you as she talked to me b/c whoever is behind those cold, dead eyes is not the woman I fell in love with and to whom I promised my life.
Ah, yes, when the eyes go cold and dead. Or, as I had started to say this summer, "She of the cold, dead eyes and disdainful look."
Doesn't matter, now. No more STBXW Or my more recent TGSTBXW.
XW.
Strange thing is there was a short part when I was talking to her tonight when her eyes welled up with tears. Of course, could just be her guilt.
