LRL Concepts

... sweet nothings and midnight walks.

A rose on her bed that almost pricked her fingers.

A silly note left on the table.

Her attempts to poetry and verse.

Bad sex in the mornings, worse in the afternoon, and the worst song that ever played on the radio

during the worst possible time (a circus tune that chilled her).

A muffin half eaten that she was planning to save.

Cold coffees and dry paint all over the floor (wall half finished).

And finally, a goodbye half muttered through a bad connection (because there was no other way) and the peace in her soul as she walked away to catch her train.

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She Remembers...