I’ve always believed it doesn’t work... even when I saw one myself, hoped for it to work, realised only too late that that hope was misplaced...I still believed all along that there was little chance of a light at the end of the tunnel. The odds against, seem insurmountable.
And now, I find myself at the beginning of yet another long distance relationship and I’m again hoping it works. Its not really a relationship yet, but its got such great potential to be one, if you know what I mean.
This time though, for some reason, it seems different. Not easier, just different in a good way.
They always do, says the devil’s advocate. I smirk saying, but you’re supposed to say that, thats your role, so I’m not listening.
I have a nasty feeling he’s smirking back at me behind my back.