December 2009
22 posts
"there were so many falling stars in his eyes, so...
Sometimes it would hurt to look at his dark eyes that used to shine brightly, but still he is the one to look away, not wanting her to see, and she guesses she’s happy about that; because once these eyes held every star the sky could hold; there where galaxies and planets hidden in his gaze; but it’s winter now, and it has lasted so long, she is growing numb, she no longer trust him to...
Untouchable Star
She is a firework forever moving; dancing; laughing and he is like the fly stuck in her web; but she does not kill; she dances, far away, just visible, never allowing him to forget; and in her light he delights.
November 2009
5 posts
"Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why...
There was no air to breath; awakening from another night filled of pictures he wished he could forget and memories he wished were someone else’s; he had to swing the window open; silently he would let himself calm down, breathing in the air, watching the lights from the city, still shining, wondering how there could be no one to call in this town that never slept.
“Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a...”
– The History of Love, Nicole Krauss