story not meant to be told

  I collapse into my couch resting my tired limbs ,my purse and mobile lays forgotten beneath the shambles of papers .I can feel sweat tickle my brow though the temperature has fallen several degrees below freezing .My eyes tread through my house everything was within the place I left it, apart from my heart…

valentines day present…..

early hours of dawn, sun beams tickling the dark draw on, snoring underneath my cot, I lie dreaming a lot.   As my vibrating phone calls, my splendid slumber drawls…. hearing some knock on my window, I pace away from my pillow…..   cursing my cat I glance, through the glass, my heart skips a…

Unbounded 18

The sunlight crept in through the teeny breach amidst the drawn out curtains which seemed to disturb my weary slumber. The long not so fancy expensive curtains did try to provide a notion of darkness though the tiny rays succeeded in its attempt to wake me up .I lay on my back pertaining to thought. I cuddle…