Monday, July 04, 2005
when he stopped for a second to reconsider the words that had flown from his lips before he had even begun to construct the sentence within the confines of his mind he realized a minute too late that the moment had passed and she had moved on leaving behind the memory of how flowery she sometimes smelt...
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sigh indeed.
Goes to show some things aren't meant to be, or is that too convienent of an excuse?
Guess we need to act as we feel, not waste time contemplating on worthless scrutiny.
I enjoyed this post of yours. But as a expression writing, if you want, you could break the paragraph into a few sentences. I understand you chain of thoughts, yet insert some stops to increase the intensity. Or so I feel.
Either way, I like your style and themes underlying.
Keep writing
Sonia
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