Monday, June 06, 2005



Melt

He stood there and watched her sleep as a tear or two silently rolled down his cheek. A trembling lip, a clenched fist, a sleepless night...maybe a dream.

She laid there with her back to him. She slept soundly.

He sat on the bed, almost touched her leg, thought otherwise. This was the last place he wanted to be, though he wanted to be there forever.

He knew, in his heart of hearts, that love like this would never come again.


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