Thursday, January 15, 2015

they fall in love like the way eyelashes curl when they close,
like the sound of clinking ice cubes and bright laughs.
when they fall out of love, it’s like mourning doves,
and the space between sidewalks.

1 comment:

  1. Hello,

    I was wondering if you can please reply to my comment on the depression article on your blog (monstershavefeelingstoo.blogspot.in/2010/07/depression.html)? I left a note there. I would like to use this article and need your permission if you are the author. Happy to pay for it. Pl write back on foreverythingelse33@hotmail.com.

    Thanks
    Harry

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