Thursday, February 21, 2013

A Confession

 It all began with an innocent play date with him.
Cups of coffee, sunsets at the beach, eating out together and long chat sessions kind of just happened over the years.
Time perhaps froze for those two young silhouettes walking barefoot and hand in hand on the wet sand in the foggy lights of that February crescent.
And I am glad that they did not exhaust all their talks before that warm goodbye hug.
For of course, coffee sounds very dull without you by my side now.


  1. I know I told you this yesterday, but this is really good!

  2. A lovely vignette...I enjoyed it very much.


Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.