By kevin urenda Date: 10 February 2000
Nothing wounds as deeply as being told "I love you" in that check's-in-the-mail sort of way that is as telling as the worn, scratched and pitted band of gold on the third finger to show three strikes and you are out tossed in the rubbish like the other items that have been in the junk drawer of your heart for too long 01/29/00