She stopped, mid-hum.
He looked up to see what interrupted the beautiful noise.
'Did you hear that?' she asked, frowning.
'.....Honey, why are you always hearing things?', he asked.
She shrugged.' I don't know. Guess I'm waiting for..a miracle or something'. She resumed her work.
This made him sad. He thought he was her miracle.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
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Posted by Zh. at 8:48 PM
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4 comments:
this is nicee
true story? Feels like it is...
if i can make you believe,
i can do anything.
You know you have the power.
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