Dreams--What Could Have Been
Jun. 28th, 2005 09:16 amSara is frozen, unable to move forward or look away.
He picks her up, swinging her around, joyful laughter coming from them both.
She almost doesn't hear their whispered affections, for the blood pounding in her ears.
She wakes up with a gasp, staring once again at the ceiling.
It can give her no answers.
Perhaps someone else can.
He picks her up, swinging her around, joyful laughter coming from them both.
She almost doesn't hear their whispered affections, for the blood pounding in her ears.
She wakes up with a gasp, staring once again at the ceiling.
It can give her no answers.
Perhaps someone else can.