his_angel andrea hearing him speak her name with the resonance of love turns my stomach. he once told me i was the love of his life. what does that make her? my thoughts flash back to the night we imagined our married years together. me dulling his razor by using it on my legs and him coming home from work and kissing the kids & i. how is it that the sight of him can still make my heart flutter? i wonder how they spend their time together... does he call her his angel, too? the mere thought makes my blood boil and my hands shake. our chapter is forever closed, i know this. and leafing through the pages only serves to help me realize how stupid i was, i am to always let love slide through my fingers & crash at my feet. and i'm mad. so mad at him. at her. mostly at myself. they say we all have a soulmate wandering on this earth. perhaps i let mine go before i realized it was him. so, what do i do now? copyright 2000 000505 what's it to you? who go blather from