07 September, 2009 9/07/2009
irrevocable truth with changeable repercussions.I came up with that while doing math. See how distracted I am?Sigh.
She scrubbed a soapy plate absentmindedly, thinking of what had conspired then.
If you were to stay in where you belonged, then I would probably have never met you. But then, would it be a good thing?She looked up and saw her reflection in the window beside the sink, hands still scrubbing away meaninglessly although the scum was already gone from the plate.
How meaningless, she thought.
Meaningless,
Of feelings transpired between steaming mugs of cocoa.
Pointless,
Of contact, with silly smiles and tinkling laughter.
How irrevocable, that truth
Yet changeable, its repercussions.
Double sigh.
Encase yourself in ice, Heart!
