To the one I lost, please consider this as my (nearly) two-decade-old apology. Btw, I chanced upon your FB page. Thats all. The gravity of sadness Sitting and sinking on the edge of the bed, your head tilted to the right and bowed, doe eyes half-open and staring at the ground, shoulder-length black hair slightly frayed and hangs upon the right side of your sad face. The morning sunlight free falls through the window, descends and ends a patch of subdued yellow folded in the middle: one half sprawls the lower part of the grey wall; the other limns a square of the adjacent wooden floor. The silence drags everything down, including the ghostly murmurs of breathing, in uneasy anticipation of a teardrop.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 00:28:46 +0000
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