The rustic feel of
the electric oil lamp
is enticing. It gives this
shell of a home life.
The artifical light gives
this dark room meaning.
I want to do that for you.
I usually end up falling short.
"I promise it'll be better," I whisper.
She stares me down and says,
"we'll see".
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 11:28 PM UTC
The rustic feel of
the electric oil lamp
is enticing. It gives this
shell of a home life.
The artifical light gives
this dark room meaning.
I want to do that for you.
I usually end up falling short.
"I promise it'll be better," I whisper.
She stares me down and says,
"we'll see".
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