At 3 a.m. this morning I got tired of the heavy blanket of inadequacy and wrapped myself in mom's pearl white Prada silk dresses. I dreamt about her coming back and woke up feeling somewhat happier as the early light danced across my naked skin. I told myself what I wanted to tell her, what I really meant to say when those ill-fated words slipped off my tongue: as everything comes to an end, isn't that the one perfect time for remorse and repentance?
And tonight I need you in the thundering storms my heroines. Let it pour down on me.
Let it snow.
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Such a touching post !
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ReplyDeletei love you writing. its beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHey Avy!!
ReplyDelete....random I know,
The one thing you'll discover is that life is based less than you think on what you've learned and much more than you think on what you have inside you right from the beginning.
Talk-a-chew later.
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you`re such a good writer.. Love!
ReplyDeleteVery well written, and that is great photography too.
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Sweet!
ReplyDeleteThe picture is lovely. I hope everything will have a happey ending.
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful picture! I'm not sure if i understand good the text but i hope you will be ok! =)
ReplyDeleteI must say that your photography and your writing is flawless.
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