Time…
Time is gone, It disappeared With you. When you said Goodbye, My life lost All of its timetables. I’m not lost But I can’t find Myself in anything That used to be Usual. Life trying to Get back to some Kind of ‘’normal’’. What’s normal anyway?
Tag: relationship
Firefly Soul…
My mind wanders, Not quite ready To escape… In the moonless Night’s darkness I revel in Your crystal jail. My lips are sealed But Captive, My firefly soul Hopes Never to be let out…
White flag…
Your fingerprints Have left inerasable Stains on my heart… And when people Notice, I tell them They are the scars Of a battle, That no one won And Nobody lost… And still, I Silently hope For that white flag…
Hearts and toys… (January 22nd 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 Hearts and toys… (January 22nd FFF)
Sepia thoughts…
I love you… Goodbye!
Just butterfly memories, Under the full moon’s sky Do you remember when… Do you remember why? Two strangers whose paths Mysteriously crossed. A lucky strike, really The perfect dice toss… I am sure you felt it, It floated in the air This instant attraction Both dizzying and unfair… Did you even give it a…… Continue reading I love you… Goodbye!
Sepia thoughts…
The peddler… (November 20th 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, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading The peddler… (November 20th FFF)
Next!
Putting on her best smile, she adressed the reflection in the mirror. Ok my dear… What are we going for, today? The blonde knew what she wanted, which was refreshing. She hated having to go through every album and fashion catalogue, trying to find the look. Look that pretty much never fitted either the client’s…… Continue reading Next!
Closing time…
About to close the store for the day, Sarah heard the pickup truck pulling in the parking lot. You’re a little late, Mister. she whispered, brooming around. The door bells rang. Nathan???? Sarah stood in awe, before running across the room into her fiancé’s arms. She just cried, her face burried in Nathan’s chest, enjoying…… Continue reading Closing time…
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