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I glanced at him in the car ride home we both shared the backseat Dwindling between sobriety and the hazy reality just like the wine in the bottle resting between my hands our logic made no sense it even gave up As the mumbles in the car increased so did the vibrations in our silence the back seat had a world of its own Full of untold attractions engraved mysteries only those who specialize in none verbal communication can decode There it is again that glance, he's not looking but she lays her vision on him, tripping through a roller-coaster of bottled emotions she opens her mouth, but nothing comes out, It's a complicated situation that even the back seat of the car can tell He turned to sneak a look she looked away at the window, she smiles to her self to the thoughts that lay themselves in front of her vision, her only vision He slithered his hand to journey all the way from his side to hers, an adventure that seemed to be the most dangerous one of all It made it over the armrest slowly... She still staring outside, marveling at what she knows, he knows She felt a warm embrace and entwine between her fingers she still didn't turn yet but she knew.... that he knew what they both know
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 3:54 AM UTC
He knew, She knew
I glanced at him in the car ride home we both shared the backseat Dwindling between sobriety and the hazy reality just like the wine in the bottle resting between my hands our logic made no sense it even gave up As the mumbles in the car increased so did the vibrations in our silence the back seat had a world of its own Full of untold attractions engraved mysteries only those who specialize in none verbal communication can decode There it is again that glance, he's not looking but she lays her vision on him, tripping through a roller-coaster of bottled emotions she opens her mouth, but nothing comes out, It's a complicated situation that even the back seat of the car can tell He turned to sneak a look she looked away at the window, she smiles to her self to the thoughts that lay themselves in front of her vision, her only vision He slithered his hand to journey all the way from his side to hers, an adventure that seemed to be the most dangerous one of all It made it over the armrest slowly... She still staring outside, marveling at what she knows, he knows She felt a warm embrace and entwine between her fingers she still didn't turn yet but she knew.... that he knew what they both know
maria-etre
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 3:54 AM UTC
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