She lay in bed,eyes closed, listening to the beating of her heart and trying to keep the dreams from escaping past her lashes. Each flutter of the eyes let a part of the dream slip through and soon it would all be gone.
She knew the end was coming but she wished it had already come.
She rolled over and turned off her alarm, as she did every morning,
(
Read more... )
Comments 1
Please add me little, Christina. I miss your wordness. :)
Reply
Leave a comment