Monday, 24 August 2015

Do you remember me?


As she woke up to the smell of incense in her room, her eyes were clouded. 
There were apparitions she felt  around her, like the darkness was gone, yet the shadows remained. 
She pushed harder to open the covers of those eyes, and it felt like something was resisting it. 
That's when she felt that someone was sitting on the bed, right next to her. 
He was staring at the other side of the room. She sat on the bed, trying to understand whether or not she was dreaming. 



5 comments:

  1. Those feelings when you're first waking up... trying to open your eyes and them not complying. This is wonderfully written xox ♡

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  2. Couldn't resist myself from following your blog..

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  3. I only love my life when I can't tell if I'm dreaming.

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