Innocently conceiving only the contours of a story you want to hear. Trying not to catch the careless silence and the bitter-sweet gaze, you stay away from your words, keeping them as cordially as they sound.
A moment ago you blushed, undisturbed by the unexpectedly kind notes from a voice you thought you knew better. Unaware that the last sliver of a life was fading away as silently as it started.
Love with wings blessed with forgiveness that tears never understand.
* * *
“There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.”
- Victor Hugo
A moment ago you blushed, undisturbed by the unexpectedly kind notes from a voice you thought you knew better. Unaware that the last sliver of a life was fading away as silently as it started.
Love with wings blessed with forgiveness that tears never understand.
* * *
“There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.”
- Victor Hugo
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by gitanjali
| 2009-07-07 00:00
| 【想】起こったこと、感じること