The Clock
Long nights, cold empty thoughts…
Long nights, cold empty thoughts…
Another stop and take stock moment
I think this is rather ‘untouched’ and would benefit of some time, but then, I’d have said that repeatedly about everything I’ve written and never let anyone see anything – anyway, it’s about love, or…
A rather painful moment… Relived, again.
Read deeply into this one, between the lines is the tale, and within the tale is my story. Maybe yours too?
er…. 😉
Sometimes you’re so wrapped up in the bad news you expect :- "We’re through.." "You’re fired..!" "We’ve run out of milk…" That you spend more time waiting for that than listening to the conversation thats…
If you don’t know, don’t ask. More will be revealed one day I’m sure
It doesn’t have to be about current events – This little one was borne of a realisation related to me and someone special, but topical I made it, cos topical it could be.
You know what they say about every seven seconds? I guess I stored it up for later 😉