read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

April 2, 2010

“Can you lie next to her and give her your heart?” Mumford and Sons, White Blank Page

The soft rising and falling of her pale chest brings tears to his eyes. A caged bird, soft and delicate, fragile even. So fragile; twenty two years of hurt and pain contained in this perfect silhouette. And yet she loves him; him, the one who has hurt her so, the one who cannot quite bring himself to tell her the full truth. But no more, he whispers, as he picks up the tattered brown suitcase, closing the door gently behind him. No more.