Sunday, June 02, 2013

A (repeating) New Start

The particular morning perfectly mixes frustration and a bit of excitement. Just a bit. Frustration in the little black dress, excitement in these red colored lips. A good bit that fades as the day goes by, as the sun sets with a promise of sweet nothingness--a long enough silence that ends with a beginning we are not too fond of.

But that starting line will be slightly better than this one.

Promise. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

one of a beauty in high school... yet no one reach her heart.
i always thought this kind of thing easy for you!