chloesometimes
I'd tell you I love you, and mean it but, I can't. It's the principal of the thing really. If I tell you, no matter how much truth the statement holds, it is the end. We will never be able to progress farther than that. Love is the strongest thing after all.
The cabinet across the hall from my grandmother's room used to hold a world of mystery to me. It was full of trinkets and letters, old worn clothes, and hand-me down dolls. That was years ago though, when I was barely a child. Now, all the cabinet holds is an old woman's broken dreams.
The woman had to give the man props. He had pulled together the school musical almost perfectly in just a few short weeks. The students all knew their lines, the songs were all notably on key, and the set was well painted. She had been doubtful, at first, of his skills but, in the end he succeeded.