Wednesday, 19 August 2009

One line stories

As I sat bursting bubbles off my foamy latte, I realized the only thing I like here are the coffee machines.
I was fighting the urge to write on the car window.
I want to wake up where you are.
It was enough to know that love like that existed.
‘C as in Cat, H as in House, O as in Open… Opps! That’s not right…’
It’s time to live and let die.

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