Empty promises and open bottle litter the floor Continue reading “wISH”
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Are We
Are we there yet? In the good place? Continue reading “Are We”
In
In the darkness we covet Continue reading “In”
Wait Too Long
We sit in the ashes, fragile as eggshells, pacing the room and trying not to make any noise. Continue reading “Wait Too Long”
He Did
He stopped loving her today, and not for any particular reason. Continue reading “He Did”
Just Old Memories
It came in the mail early in the morning, a big fat package wrapped clumsily in packing tape. Continue reading “Just Old Memories”
Ashes
In the middle of the night I am on fire. Continue reading “Ashes”
Anything
If drowning will work
I’ll drown Continue reading “Anything”
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. Continue reading “Again”
Six Chances
It was an inevitability, the crack of a hand across her face. Continue reading “Six Chances”
The Black
It was the kind of thing adrenaline junkies live for, and contrary to what the diving instructors of Acona will tell you, it most certainly was not an urban legend. Continue reading “The Black”
The Kind Of Girl Who Moves You
She’s the kind of girl you wish about but fail to see beyond her smile Continue reading “The Kind Of Girl Who Moves You”
Flight On A String
If there was a moment Continue reading “Flight On A String”
DJ Never Let Me Go
So I asked her if she thought the sun rose and set with us, if we could love like it was the end of the word. You know, like there was no tomorrow? Continue reading “DJ Never Let Me Go”
The Saddest Thing
The saddest thing she owned was a promise ring. Continue reading “The Saddest Thing”
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. Continue reading “Just Friends Now”
Daydreamers On The Run
We were daydreamers on the run she said
A night of fun in an unfamiliar bed Continue reading “Daydreamers On The Run”