cassettes and hourglasses she looks at him with doe eyes that speak volumes. his eyes wander a while and glance back to hers. they meet her gaze fleetingly, thirsting for that which used to meet his glance, and continue to wander aimlessly.fruitless is the tree they call affection. she loves him like he loves her, and he bites back his dishonesty for yet another day. always fixed in his mind; the bright eyes, the soft hair he let slip through his fingers like sand from the hour glass that once bound their time together. she is compensation. she is second place.her lips are a tiffany's showcase. they are untouched, flawless, beautiful. she allows him behind the vel
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