Too Little, Too Late
There was a time when he would have stopped everything to talk with her; the sun and moon and stars would wait for her, but then the day came when silence was all she got back and she waited her turn but it never came because she had held too tightly to her words and they had lost their significance in the emergencies of life for the siren of her being to be heard.
XxAkira HoshikoxX · Fri Jul 06, 2012 @ 07:39am · 0 Comments |