July 2011
5 posts
“People are like stained glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is...”
“…and walking in the fear of the Lord and in the comfort of the Holy...”
“Evil imprisons, good sets free. Evil is tired, good is full of vigour. The one...”
The bed was unkempt from a lazy day of nothingness.
An uneccessary amount of pillows covered the bed,
Five, to be exact.
Not to mention the body pillow she held tightly to in the night,
Dreaming it was someone she hadn’t quite met yet.
At least not that she knew of.
And would she know when she did meet him?
Would he know when he met her?
But those were questions for another morning. Not...