malenky devotchka

Bella Morte
2004-02-08 02:49:16 (UTC)

weeping willows, weeping winos

the wind was blowing something fierce this afternoon- but
gosh it was pretty. there's a park up my block and i decided
to take a walk; all the leaves were blowing around in
circles and i could hear the wind whispering in the trees
and it left such a lovely impression on everything. when i
got to the park there was almost no one there and it was
like the world had grown empty and everyone had disapeared,
then i saw this man sitting beneath this willow tree, and he
was crying i couldn't help but ask why and he said it was
because the day had grown so lovely. his eyes were a soft
brown but they were incredibly clear and bright even tho
there were tears in them, and all i could think was "my
sentiments exactly"

-ophelia




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