The very last words of that one story,
the terribly short quote her fingertips traced on her wrists at 4 am then again at 11am.
The very last words to him.
Reminds her of
cold tea,
unfinished stories with no end
&
undone smiles.
Far too scared to write last words,
eventually she became one.
The irony is stinging.
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 8:58 AM UTC
The very last words of that one story,
the terribly short quote her fingertips traced on her wrists at 4 am then again at 11am.
The very last words to him.
Reminds her of
cold tea,
unfinished stories with no end
&
undone smiles.
Far too scared to write last words,
eventually she became one.
The irony is stinging.
Hello there lovely!
Phew, finished my first ever three-hour English exam and boy, did it get wild. ;)
My right hand was aching, smudged with blank pen ink.
Second last exam tomorrow!!
Sweet dreams to you, you and you.
x
