Her future is bleak. It's like she's waiting for her lover to come up behind her and slip his strong arms across her bare shoulders, but he won't come. And she knows he won't come, but that doesn't stop her from waiting for him, reaching back for him.
i'm an artist trying to find her way in this world. i'm a writer, a visual artist, a jeweler. i'm an explorer and a survivor, a recovering addict and a seeker of beauty. i search for meaning and truth and joy always, in every little moment.
Her future is bleak. It's like she's waiting for her lover to come up behind her and slip his strong arms across her bare shoulders, but he won't come. And she knows he won't come, but that doesn't stop her from waiting for him, reaching back for him.
ReplyDeleteoh, sweetie, that's so dark. thank you.
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