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a montage of endless photographs, running through her eyes. i couldn’t see them. i only saw a river, a tree, a cloud, a deer. i remember her. she sang in the middle of the mountain, the snow under her feet. her voice hunts me. i wonder where she is now. i remember her.

Posted By aime On 05.31.2011 @ 5:11 pm

She remembered the way his feet had slapped hard against the cold brick as he walked out of his house to let her in. She’d only been there once before, and now, here he was letting her in. Tall– taller she thought that when she’d first met him two years ago. Taller than she’d ever known anyone else to be.

Posted By Aime On 09.09.2008 @ 10:10 pm