Status: Caps in title abanoned for stylistic purposes.
Frankie & Einstein
a lightning match
Her lips fluttered around my face and got whisked away by the air. I grabbed fistfulls of his hair from the wind. I bottled some of her smell, and drew a picture of his smile.
In my mind we looked at the skylines of Paris, Athens, Buenos Aires with her hand folded in mine; on a chilly winter I imagined sipping hot chocolate from a cup still warm from his mouth.
I pieced them all together and put them all apart. They are powerful and pretty and everything I could want. Perfect, and on paper.
But they are not you.
In my mind we looked at the skylines of Paris, Athens, Buenos Aires with her hand folded in mine; on a chilly winter I imagined sipping hot chocolate from a cup still warm from his mouth.
I pieced them all together and put them all apart. They are powerful and pretty and everything I could want. Perfect, and on paper.
But they are not you.