The Nature of Secrets

[balonie]

At night I dream of them, the things we cannot say to one another, things deadly and silent we only can whisper in the wind’s ear. They weigh us down like stones and we sink deeper and deeper, drifting further and further from each each other. Secrets surface as nightmares, distance, and the love which is necessary but irreconcilable between us.

Comments

[calculette]

It's funny how I never know the exact details of who you are referring to, let alone the details of your life, but I know exactly what you mean.

[balonie]

Sometimes I think that there are a million little girls out there, living our story in various guises.