Maybe it
was the
coffee,
perhaps the
pouring rain,
that made
her want
to burst
with light
and be alive again.
Then came
the bitter
silence,
the lies
that tore
her heart,
that drove
her to
forget their past;
and thus, she fell apart.
Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 2:52 PM UTC
Maybe it
was the
coffee,
perhaps the
pouring rain,
that made
her want
to burst
with light
and be alive again.
Then came
the bitter
silence,
the lies
that tore
her heart,
that drove
her to
forget their past;
and thus, she fell apart.
