I was moved by Jeanette Winterson's novel, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit, which I lent to an once-intimate friend that I decided not to have any contact with, for I had been emotionally exhausted in the relationship. Reading the poem above and spotting the familiar name of the author did remind me of those days when I was naive and still able to expect for so-called soulmate. Btw, she never returned me that novel, which might be the very reason that I feel lost, lol. I do miss the book!
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回覆刪除I was moved by Jeanette Winterson's novel, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit, which I lent to an once-intimate friend that I decided not to have any contact with, for I had been emotionally exhausted in the relationship. Reading the poem above and spotting the familiar name of the author did remind me of those days when I was naive and still able to expect for so-called soulmate. Btw, she never returned me that novel, which might be the very reason that I feel lost, lol. I do miss the book!
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