She seeks a sense of affirmation within his words, his eyes. Dialogue blinking in between silence. Fluttering footsteps of tired eyelids. Walking towards sleep. Towards dreams--the achromatopic landscape of somebody else's life.
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Learning to love in a different language. Words that are only sound. Wind whistling through our windows. A momentary glimpse of sanity. An uncertain proximity to happiness. The labels of our emotions, peeling at the edges and slowly fading.
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Online storage for marginalized fragments of mental debris. Temporary dwelling for infant ideas and homeless thoughts.
3 comments:
omg! so cute lol i can't believe i'm the first to comment;)
hope you had a gr8 wkend!
thx! cute? lol thats a scary word when applied to writing. hope its not a bad thing!
lol jp
it's AwEs :D
better?
write somethin about work..
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