The Box Outside The Window

Outside the window there sits a box. It has never been opened. It has never left the spot by the front porch, even though the weather has come and gone. It is made of a strong material, something that would appear to last the test of time, or maybe it’s something magical, either way, it has not moved since it was placed there by a man in a grey uniform like so many men in grey uniforms do every day.

Nobody Gets

It didn’t take much to figure it out, it just fell out

A Note On The Docks

I will not be forgotten.

Day 61

It has been 60 days.

In

In the darkness we covet

Wait Too Long

We sit in the ashes, fragile as eggshells, pacing the room and trying not to make any noise.

He Did

He stopped loving her today, and not for any particular reason.

Again

She saw him from across the room, not expecting this kind of interaction. He saw her too, and the quick and quiet glances they exchanged went unnoticed by the guests.

The Kind Of Girl Who Moves You

She’s the kind of girl you wish about but fail to see beyond her smile

Leaving

It was not a long conversation, for minds had already been made up. There was a boat leaving, and he wanted her to come with him.

Just Friends Now

I picked her up from the airport. I had insisted on it even though we were in this weird place, her getting up and leaving for weeks without a word the most obvious of indications.