Tuesday, 11 November 2008

The poor girl

"I gave him everything" she said while looking towards the sunset.


The red sky, the blue ocean and the waves rolling and rubbing agains the shore.


"Not everything?!" he asked with emphasis on the word everything.


"I gave him my hart" she replied


The wind pushed through the trees and pulled with it a rain of red atumn leaves.


"Oh" he said, "Then you did give him everything..."

2 comments:

id said...

I love the scenario. I love the simplicity and the following cruel dept of it. I love love for the beauty of pain, only because it leads to a chain reaction of creativity.

Tell her that she is lucky she had the courage to give her heart away.

Sozol said...

I will... But I suspect she already knows. :)