Random thoughts about a temporary flare

It wasn’t her.
It was someone.
Anyone.
It was not a special occurrence condensed into one moment by the union of the two opposing universes.

It was circumstantial.
Coincidental.
A mere crossing of paths but not the ultimate destination for those two lovers.

Lovers, yes.
But only for the comfort of affection.
No further development of the blossoms on this forever premature tree.


Written by Sofia Tartaglia on the 9th of January 2018

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