baby hold my hand? his heart beats beat beats stops.fingers intertwine like a cliche love story with a happy ending. the sunlight is perfect. she looks celestial even in the shadows. a white dress with grass stains.a smile with loose ends. it's dark. falling asleep, but not quite, underneath the glow of something eerie (maybe it's just his imagination).her eyes flutter closed, a smile with loose ends, her hand grasps his tighter.even though she's strong enough.even though he knows why she hangs on.even though he's so baffled by her. what's love without a little mystery? what is a hand to hold without a heartbeat.
scrawling - lookformondays
26 December 2009 @ 07:29 pm