Thursday, June 2, 2011

PITFALL


She left a message. She told me that she’s coming. I told her that I’ll wait… told her that I’m not going to sleep until she comes. The next thing I knew, I slept. I woke up; heard her voice. I accidentally lied, too bad for me.








I saw her, sitting on the stairs. Beautiful as always, she was wearing her gray sleeveless. It showed her shoulders. I liked it. Her skin was smoother than before. My heart beat again.







She talked… and talked, I listened. I enjoyed. She talked about her sick Lola while they stayed in her evil uncle's apartment. She laughed and I smiled.

She left.

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