Restless traffic on 5th
Water running through pipes behind the bedroom walls
My thoughts (like thunder)
A week since Henry, seven days since he unbuttoned my dress and carelessly threw it on the floor. Seconds away from telling him it was a seriously expensive Alexander McQueen (SS12), he kissed me on the neck and whispered unspeakable words in my ear.
Seven days since he ran his fingers over my body, slowly and softly like California sand. Whenever I close my eyes and try to do it the way he did I can hear his calm breathing and the frou-frou sound of his shirt moving. I remember the darkness and the open window, the blinding sun in the morning and his Chanel Blue. A week since everything and I need to see him again.
beautiful. just beautiful. i love reading about your story, avy. <3 :-)
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i've been reading your blog for a while, just wanted to say how much i enjoy your writing. :) it's hard to find a good read lately, i find myself getting bored with recent books and films, but i look forward to reading your words.
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Everything you write is simply beautiful..you and your friend "S." I get lost within your words every time and I feel like I'm the main character.. those are my thoughts and my feelings.. It's really an amazing experience.. where ever I am, it always takes me somewhere else.
ReplyDeleteIt's as necessary as air.
ReplyDeleteA week, and I bet its driving you mad. The longing is the worst.One week until I see him, I shouldn't think abut him as much as I do. And I know nothing will happen because we're just friends. Love ya hon.
ReplyDeletehow slowly a week can pass...
ReplyDeleteaw such longing. ain't it a beautiful thing? will you meet him again soon? i kinda wish to experience this story like you <3
ReplyDeleteAmazing once again .... waiting for the next :-)
ReplyDeleteyour blog is just one of my fav fairytales ♡♡
ReplyDeleteI know how it feels, trying to simulate the things you miss :)
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I think I would have thrown a hissy-fit if somebody so much as creased anything of mine that was from the SS12 collection. Yes, I may love clothes a bit too much. I'm lacking beauty in my life, sue me. Longing and temptation are so difficult to put up with in your system. They are the worst of vices. I hope you come out unscathed and find a reason to smile soon. - E.Ò. xx
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Amazing writing, cant wait for next one!!
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ps I would've floored him if he touched my McQueen
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So beautiful photos!!
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Amazing pics. I follow you now. Great blog :D
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great blog!
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no words needed... beautiful...
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beautiful writing. what you have with Henry is wordless. it's pretty clear he's making you happy.
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beautiful shoots! love your header!!
ReplyDeletelovely writing, as always!
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very interesting writing style. It reads like thoughts edited by memory-or vice versa. Very easy to fall into, like a good cup of coffee on a rainy morning.
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love these pictures! especially the first one :)
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