So, why are window panes called window panes?
Because when you look at the window and see someone leave, you feel pain. It hurts. It hurts to see someone you love go. Even if its just out of the door. Even when you know they're gonna come walking right back in no time. That's what I thought. Sometimes when people leave us, promising they'll come back to us, they don't. It's like you get an ipod. And then you use it until its old an ugly. And you see a new one, glossy, and without scratches. How can you not say no? If only I wasn't that old and ugly ipod. And if only she wasn't there to distract him. Her newness stole him. And I saw him leave through the window, and I felt pain.
xoxo rj
