At first, she could not talk. Perhaps it was the sudden bumpiness of love she felt for him. Or had she always loved him?
Can a person steal happiness? Or is just another internal, infernal human trick?
She was like a lone angel floating above the surface of the earth, laughing with delight because she could fly but crying out of loneliness.
Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.
Disbelief held me down inside my footsteps, making my body heavy but my heart wild.
I had to decide what I was going to do, and what I was going to be. I was standing there, waiting for someone to do something , till I realised the person I was waiting for was myself.