Lady-SoraSushi

The gentle motions of waves carry back the distant memory of you. Oceans of time have separated us. Yet, time's fog is burnt off by nostalgia’s sharp sunlight. Sensations years old re-remembered in dazzling clarity. We've changed; time has redefined who we once were. But in that moment, your arm around me, I remember who I am.

"I am so sick of 'pumpkin-flavored everything.' Fuck this." She snorted in amusement at his petulance. The Starbucks they stood in was rather unpopulated, despite the early hour. "I know what you mean," she said, inclining her head toward him but keeping her eyes fixed on the menu boards above the baristas. "I love fall, and I love pumpkin, but keep it the fuck out of my coffee." He was the first to look at her. "Right?" he smiled. She met his gaze, and returned the infectious expression. He had to be in his forties, with dark hair that showed just the finest hints of lightening, and light eyes that crinkled at the corners. Distinguished,

With mounting anticipation, she clutched her bag more tightly in her fist, and minded the ukulele in her other--the damn thing refused to stay tuned despite all the curses and coaxing and cajoling she lavished upon it. She only barely endured the waiting. The train barreled into the station with a roar, doors whooshing open to reveal an empty coach. No one boarded, and no one arrived. Up the stairs she climbed in silence, and took for herself the first available seat. A conductor passed, whose face the girl did not notice, and quickly ripped her ticket without a word. She heard the doors of the car open, then shut as the train labored on, le

She, spritely, all petite curves and impish smiles. Dangerous. Lovely. He, quiet, stoic, keen intellect and unassuming. Disarming. Charming. They stand close, the deserted bridge stretching into darkness, the path before a dark shadow, and the path behind brightly lit; the night sky yawns the deepest blue, with only pinpricks of light glittering overhead, like pearls on velvet. She spins, arms outstretched, and giggles. "Come dance with me!" she beckons, prancing close to darkness. Why? Why not? she could respond. I am tired. Excuses come easy. she could chide. I don't know how. I will teach you. she could coax. He asks from her

You were my happiness, and when You left, i could not smile. You were my breath, and when You left, i could not speak. You were my heart, and when You left, i could not walk. You were my everything, and when You left, i felt i had nothing. You were my life, and when You left, i was convinced i would never love again. i begged You not to leave, but You left anyway: you were my happiness, and when you left, I could not smile, but I learned how to laugh. you were my breath, and when you left, I could not speak, but I learned how to sing. you were my heart, and when you left, I could not walk, but I learned how to dance. you w