thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] the mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death. [oscar wilde]


May 15, 2008

what she said

if i'm not to believe in coincidences, then what possible explanation can i give to that? i mean, of all the words i have forgotten, hers were just the ones which would be delivered right into my hands - as if fate itself was telling me "you can forget what everyone told you, but you can't forget what she said". and what she said was truly mind(and heart)blowing. and it all came back to me now - of all moments, right now.

5:49 PM

 

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home

recent chaos:

  • no questions, no answers
  • curse. promise.
  • wish it was only a recurring nightmare
  • line-up
  • quoth the raven (XXXIII):
  • this was written in march, kept as draft in the da...
  • old habits die hard (or do they die at all?)
  • expiration time
  • lesson #2
  • unrequited pain

Powered by Blogger