Her heat ebbs slowly from the sheets, leaving nothing but an ineffable sense of the passage of time.
I wish the beautiful would linger.
Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
Her heat ebbs slowly from the sheets, leaving nothing but an ineffable sense of the passage of time.
I wish the beautiful would linger.
When I look at the sun as it settles under the horizon, I feel the end has come and peace I shall find until the hour the sun rises. Just then I’ll be thrilled at the thought of the fresh unexplored time in front of these sleepy eyes of mine.
“Good morning,” she said, smiling at the guy she had spent the whole night texting with, hoping for a reply. He walked passed her, almost breaking her heart, when her phone buzzed with a text: “Good morning :)”, he said.