Book Antiqua, Garamond, Monotype Corsiva. Taking out her fountain pen, she finally wrote the letter in long hand. She thought about the flowers. Red, Purple, Yellow. The colors of the bruises. The colors of the flowers he brought her afterwards. Nobody will ever buy me flowers again, she smiled.
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letters. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Of Colors and Letters
Its 9:30 PM 0 People spoke to me
This, I guess, falls under.... 55 words, Colors, Introspection, Letters, Marriage, Relief
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