Thursday, November 28, 2013


"Leaving is the hardest thing" she said once, "and I've always hated happy endings".

I didn't expect her to say goodbye, she left me a burgundy lipstick kiss on the chin, a pack of white roses and a handwritten note on her perfumed pillow. I won't tell you what was in it because it would reveal things about her that I don't want anyone else to know. She reminded me of the seaside, the cold sand and the sudden rush when her little doll hand first slid into mine.

When I close my eyes now I see her moving seamlessly to Nouvelle Vague's Dance With Me, her snake skin heels kicked off and left behind like a nightmare. She's the only girl I've ever known that looks taller in her bare feet.

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