[judykott]

Originally Posted by piers2210

"In the morning she was still asleep when i got up and made coffee. I showered and shaved and dressed. She woke up then. We had breakfast together. I called a cab and carried her overnight case down the steps. We said goodbye. I watched the cab out of sight. I went back up the steps and into the bedroom and pulled the bed to pieces and remade it. There was a long hair on one of the pillows. There was a lump of lead at the pit of my stomach.

To say goodbye is to die a little."

From Raymond Chandler's "The Long Goodbye"

What beautiful sentiment, do I sense some Love in the air?