She wants everything, but she sits still and thinks of nothing.
It’s happened before. It’s happening now. But it won’t anymore.
Then as if fabricated by the utter absence of intent,
She switches off the music and sits in silence.
And as if fabricated by the total lack of thoughts and activity,
He appears, out of nowhere, and sits next to her.
Side by side they sit.
But nothing stirs.
Silence.
Nothing lights the skin on their faces.
Darkness.
He allows her a long comfortable silence.
She doesn’t.
He thinks she’s absorbed in thoughts.
She doesn’t think what he’s thinking.
Is that it?
posted by J @ 3:42 pm
Comments: 8
8 Comments:
I wonder if this means what I think it does!
And the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs
Are the borders of our lives
Yet there is something that binds them
Maybe
i think that you think that he thinks what she's thinking...
but did she really think what he's not thinking what you think he's thinking and what i think he's not thinking...
this one has also got me thinking...
now that's a tough one to crack...
That's it... enjoy the silence :)
Hi J !
You are a very creative girl when it comes to writing. Keep it up !!! Nice work !!!
peace
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