She looked at him...his tall, tanned, muscular body aching to be with her. His eyes, those piercing blue pools of desire, staring...longing. She turned, reluctantly, for he was another womans man now, no longer her man.
She turned, lifted the skirts of her jade coloured dress and ran...ran from the past and into the future...but what would her future be? He wouldn't be in it. Her love. Her life. Her whole entire reason of being.
When she stumbled into the door of her cottage, what had been their cottage, she curled up into a ball beside the crackling fire and cryed for the things lost...the things that could and never would be the same. The tears cascaded down her cheeks and into a pool beside her head....
About Me
- fardee.
- I haven't really discovered who i am, what i want to be but that'll come in time.
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