Anonymous
- After the End
I know that you're out there, and that our paths once crossed. For a while, it was great, and our lives were intertwined with what seemed like a blaze of glory. But now it's over, and we've both gone our separate ways. I don't wish to still know you. As a matter of fact I was the one running, but a small part of me never let go of the fact that you were the one who made me run.
Emily Dickinson
- "Hope" is the thing with feathers
Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
