When The Ink Runs Dry All Is Lost

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Tension

The moment at the end
Where all is told
Where the day unfolds and hearts are on the line
A bitter taste in his mouth
Her sweaty palms
He says words that would normal break her
She agrees, she waits to move one
A tension in the air, He leans over
She can smell his hair, Her eyes close in fear
His soft lips touch her pale skin
All his words suddenly mean nothing
All she can think ,how i miss those lips
The warms of his body next to hers
How she misses his arms, the strength
Comfort is all over
Now only tension and a void
His famous last words ring in her ears
Is this the end
Or just a new begining

1 Comments:

At 12:00 PM , Blogger kanadians in korea said...

ahhh... you are recalling someone from before... this new boy just isn't cutting it. i hope you find what you're looking for, girl. keep writing. you're so gifted!

 

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