Monday, November 02, 2015

Unreal

'It's late', he mused.
'Just a little while longer,' she insisted.
'Isn't he waiting for you?'
'Please...I want to be with you.'
'Sara,' he held her hands, 'I'm not real.'


Thoughts by Trisha at 9:32 AM
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