Sunday, October 19, 2008'♥
// driving. //
the skeinbag, with her camera, was on the leather upholstery , and she, behind the wheel down the dusty road.
the evening sky was fading away behind her and she was looking for a place.
a place , he told her , he could be everything.
it has been a while .
but she had to tell him what she saw when she closed her eyes every night.
and if she finds him again, she will say -
here i am, hold my hand and lead me on.
oh my dreams, it's never quite as it seems...