Letters to Auell: Two years ago.

Aug 26, 2011 21:32

My lover's gone
His boots no longer by my door
He left at dawn
And as I slept I felt him goHe woke with the dawn. Faint light trickled over the floorboards, highlighting dancing motes of dust and emphasizing worn scratches in the wood. He rose from the bed automatically, limbs robotic and preprogrammed to reject a sleepy mind's protests. He left ( Read more... )

paoerth

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wowclectic August 27 2011, 02:44:33 UTC
Oh man. This made me so sad! *hugs Pae forever and ever*

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alaias_stories August 27 2011, 03:31:02 UTC
This is beautiful and depressing.

And I also love that song.

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vswest August 28 2011, 07:06:37 UTC
;_;

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