I thought it was real. But by morning, all I had left were fragmented pieces, shifting images with no beginning or end.
Alyson NoelSome may say I'm perceptive" "And what would you say?" I ask, my voice edgy, tired of being toyed with. "I'd say I agree.
Alyson NoelYou left me." Not realizing until I've said my final good-bye and closed the door behind me, that he's not referring to the past. He's prophesying our future.
Alyson Noel