|Let your past fade like times of yesterday.|
WordsBreatheWords by wastelandsofthemind
My breath has left temporarily, and the only thing I can think is that one phrase, "when god closes one door he opens another." I never believed it, but now I do, because losing everything has finally proven to be the greatest thing to ever happen to me.
The fog here is so thick I can barely see ten feet in front of me, but I can see him clearly. Black doesn't blend especially well with gray, and he's only standing about twenty feet ahead.
And without knowing how, I know that he is waiting for someone. That he's been waiting for a long time. That he would wait forever.I want to know what he's waiting for. I want to know that I would do that for someone.
But I know, in the deepest recesses of my mind that I would not, could not wait forever for someone, anyone.
Not even her.
A quick hop, short jump up, would see me safely to the next rock up, but I can't do it. I've never made it past this, past this rock, this jump.
It explains a lot ab
No Happy Endings"There is no such thing as a truly happy ending," he told me in his gravelly voice. "I've believed this all my life, and I don't think I've been proven wrong yet. But..."No Happy Endings by wastelandsofthemind
He sighed, the sound a whisper among the stacks of books. I could feel the age of the room, smell it mingling with the fragrant pipe smoke, taste the stale air, unmoving and ancient. If I believed it possible, I would say that is was older than time itself.
"But what?" I asked, my curiousity piqued. His face seemed to contract, and I realized he was trying to grin.
He paused, took a drag from his pipe, and leaned back. "What do you see when you look in her face, boy?"
I didn't know how to answer that, so I shrugged. For a moment, it was quiet enough that I could hear the tobacco burning in his pip.e
"Because what I see is someone who may prove me wrong. You should be glad to be part of that." He coughed, a sharp crack in the somewhat stale air.
"Are you alright?"
He coughed again and waved me off, flapping