Waiting for you, by edoaja
There’s no aphrodisiac like loneliness,
Truth, beauty, and picture of you.
Tag: i miss you
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Curtain call
‘Show’s over’ her mother whispers to her as the bright lights fade to black.
The little girl keeps staring ahead of her, unmoving and unblinking, although she can’t see through the darkness.
She can hear people shuffling their feet, gathering their children and their belongings, getting ready to get up and leave the way they came. Her mother is doing the same, putting her drink bottle back in the bag, folding empty paper plates and cups that she would throw on the way out.
The little girl can’t move, though. There is only darkness but her eyes are bright with memories of the fantastical lights and theatrics of the performance. It is like a movie reel, playing over and over in her head. She is transfixed. Enchanted. Overwhelmed. Continue reading Curtain call
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