gabypreisser
A short solitarie game. I might move this card, or maybe that one with the fat old king smiling at the horizon. I cannot lose, because there's no one to lose with. Just me and my solitarie game.
Imagine our hearts together, imagine them collapse as waves hitting the raspy shore. Imagine we knew it was love, imagine we actually wanted it to be love. Imagine there was no one who didn't wanted it to happen, imagine it was just you and me.