They say history gets written by the winners… Well, looking back, I still have this unsteady flame of hope burning, and I silently pray to see that white flag, flying like a dove. This war, between us, was a mistake from day one. You didn’t win this, nor did I. So who’ll write…… Continue reading Unwritten…
You can keep lying to yourself, I don’t care. In all honesty, I have lied to myself too for a while… But what can I say? You were just so easy to love. The missing piece of my puzzled life. And you can keep me at arms length as long as you wish, I’ll…… Continue reading Us, somewhere…
Entering their home, tip toeing his way in, hoping she’d still be sound asleep in their bedroom, he suddenly came to a halt when he spotted her silhouette on the couch. He hadn’t seen her move, just yet, but there was no light on in the living room and she was wrapped in shadows…… Continue reading Early morning…
How do you do it? Really, you’ll have to tell me someday… I am lost and helpless when you walk in the room. One look, and I lift off, toes wiggling in the air, levitating above the ground. It’s probably this flock of stomach butterflies, tickling my belly with their incessant wing flapping. Whatever…… Continue reading Satellite…
Do you remember how long it used to take, to walk to you back then, Darling? The old man looked around, and ran trembling fingers through his white beard, obviously moved by the view. Sitting on a bench, he enjoyed the scenery from the bridge for the very first time. For some reason,…… Continue reading Over the bridge – FFFC
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Sweetest death… (January 3rd FFF)
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading Windy morning… (December 27th FFF)
Lost… In my thoughts, My mind, A ship astray Far away from the shore. Away from home A long, long way From where I belong. Where are you My dreams? Washed with last night’s Rainstorm… and the night before’s. ‘’Close your eyes’’ I tell myself, white lies… About good endings And Prince Charming. Knowing…… Continue reading Lost…
Lying down on his stomach, his face resting on the burning sand, all he could see, beside the dune’s slope and the cloudless sky were the silhouettes of the two guys who had brought him that far into the desert. He had been uncounscious for most of the ride, and had absolutely no…… Continue reading Family business – FFFC
”Crimson red”, she thought. Like her favorite lipstick… Like the fine Pinot Noir she had sipped on, just moments ago. The bath’s water was exquisitely warm, like a blanket, wrapped around her. She felt slightly dizzy, and wondered if it was the wine kicking in, or just… Then again, she didn’t really care. Curiously, she…… Continue reading Red…
Cyranny's Cove 