Dust

Oct 02, 2009 17:52

I remember when I was younger, and I’d sit in the living room, where the sun would shine though the windows. And when the sun would hit just right, you could see them floating around.

My eyes would follow the little dust speckles like little fairies, and Id sit there with my mom, and our hands would reach out as if we could actually catch the mystical creatures,…

But of course, just like everything else, they were never really there.

Previous post Next post
Up