Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Short Story

They have separated with an arm touch. Gently she stretched her arm upon his shoulder. She didn't run to catch the train. She slowly descended the stairs and tried not to look back. Her heart was left there. He took it with him. Never to return. After so many months, she could look back and understand what she felt. Nothing.


Dirim said...

The Cat welcomes you :)

Tamodachi said...

Mais um gato no gatil... ;)