Their world
Because as long as she is there, he’s going to linger. He’s going to decipher the meaning of leaves flying around in the wind and understand the words she never said. As long as he breathes the same air she breathes he’s going to keep alive the hope of one day breathing it in from her mouth. Again. She walks the same sidewalks and yet nothing can the tiles tell him of what became of her. Do her eyes look the same? Do her hands hold somebody else’s? Wandering street after street he still feels like at any moment she will walk up to him and smile. As long as she can hold in her mind the tiniest memory of the boy that once loved her. If she can, only for a little longer, let her scars wash under the rain there’ll come the day. A time when nothing will change their world.
anlena
