December 22nd, 2006
Teardrop
He takes her face in his hands and kisses her forehead.
“I will miss you”, she said.
“I will miss you too”
He held her close to his heart, tightening his arms around her. Brushing her unruly hair from his face, he gently sighs.
“I will miss your hair.”
She looks at him.
Four eyes.
Two teardrops.
shera says:
and lingers…
January 18th, 2007 at 07:55 am