fell asleep to the sound of her practicing late into the night
Milica Nikolicje citiraoпре 2 године
Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.’ ”
Milica Nikolicje citiraoпре 2 године
The love of my life was gone
Milica Nikolicje citiraoпре 2 године
He unfolded the paper and handed it to me.
To the Green-Eyed Lovebird:
Milica Nikolicje citiraoпре 2 године
Grace . . .”
“What the fuck happened, Matt?”
Milica Nikolicje citiraoпре 2 године
Grace . . .”
“What the fuck happened, Matt?”
Milica Nikolicje citiraoпре 2 године
remember looking out onto the canals and thinking about you, hoping you were safe.
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Once there was a you and me
We were lovers
We were friends
Before life changed
Before we were strangers
Do you still think of me?
—Joe
beellaeje citiraoпре 2 године
There were two long, narrow windows that bathed the room in sunlight, illuminating Grace’s face perfectly. It was as if the light were coming from her.
beellaeje citiraoпре 2 године
I popped the CD into the stereo, reached for my camera, and began snapping away. She moved around the room to the music, twirling and singing.
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