Tuesday, January 02, 2007

even so

sometimes, someone, writes so slowly, so gently on your heart, that the little heart pieces begin to mold themselves into something resembling wholeness. sometimes by the time you've realised, the only thing you can do is gaze into the distance. and smile.

2 comments:

camera shy said...

elegant

and warm
like a hug

Anonymous said...

yes. it felt like that. acceptance did.