Wednesday, July 16, 2008


She twists and turns and stretches her bones but doesn't feel him beside her. He was never there to begin with, but her hopes had grown too large. She shudders a sigh and closes her eyes and wishes he was there. He would be warm and lovely and he would be wrapped around her and she would finallyforonce be able to--just f a l l a s l e e p.

1 comment:

Charles the Third said...

Lovely. You have some way with words, jess.