first it was a crack. then it spread, splitting the earth in two. when the break starts you have to pick a side. Playing both, one foot on each, well I suppose you get ripped in two. I chose my side early. he did too. we watched each other from across the growing space. watched each move, calculated our next. with a shorter distance could we have heard if the other had called?
first it cracked. then it spread. an almighty break in the earth, splitting and seperating the very sides we stood on. Its it normal to pick a side? when a chasm starts I guess you have to. One foot on one side, the other on the other. or you rip straight in half. I chose my side early, so did he
Hannah
I stared across at him. It was like a chasm had suddenly opened in the three feet of the restaurant table. My knife was hovering in the air.
The absence of space between the two twin mountain peaks created an endless never ending abyss of a chasm as far as the eye can see. In winter months, following the solstice, the sun sets and the moon rises perched perfectly in between. Emphasizing the depth and highlighting the beauty of this chasm.
cedelle
She stared at him, trying not cry. And he stared back at her, across the chasm of their misunderstanding. “Why don’t you say something?” she asked, her voice croaking. “We can correct this.” “There’s nothing to say,” he replied. “I’m leaving.”
first it was a crack. then it spread, splitting the earth in two. when the break starts you have to pick a side. Playing both, one foot on each, well I suppose you get ripped in two. I chose my side early. he did too. we watched each other from across the growing space. watched each move, calculated our next. with a shorter distance could we have heard if the other had called?
first it cracked. then it spread. an almighty break in the earth, splitting and seperating the very sides we stood on. Its it normal to pick a side? when a chasm starts I guess you have to. One foot on one side, the other on the other. or you rip straight in half. I chose my side early, so did he
I stared across at him. It was like a chasm had suddenly opened in the three feet of the restaurant table. My knife was hovering in the air.
The absence of space between the two twin mountain peaks created an endless never ending abyss of a chasm as far as the eye can see. In winter months, following the solstice, the sun sets and the moon rises perched perfectly in between. Emphasizing the depth and highlighting the beauty of this chasm.
She stared at him, trying not cry. And he stared back at her, across the chasm of their misunderstanding. “Why don’t you say something?” she asked, her voice croaking. “We can correct this.” “There’s nothing to say,” he replied. “I’m leaving.”