14 août 2011

Being here without your soft whispers,
it really makes me feel so nervous and blue.
At least I've proved them all wrong, because
I can survive summer, without you.

108 days till December

9 commentaires:

  1. We do survive our summers alone don't we? Or at least we manage. It might not be so bad proving to people we are fine on our own...even thought it's hard proving to ourselves sometimes.
    This is beautiful, as usual. I can never get enough of your writing. I always look forward to your posts.

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  2. I can quite relate with this. Proving others that we are fine alone is hard, because deep down in our hearts we know it's not true. We will never be okay while missing someone.

    I hope you are well. x

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  3. Dear, I so appreciated your comment on my poem. I am ever captivated by your words. Summer is nearing an end... I believe we can survive it.

    Grace and peace,
    Kinnery xx

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  4. Then I am happy you have survived, but simply surviving is not enough, is it? Only 108 days until December.

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  5. Dear, is it hanging on or holding back, I cannot tell. But I have experienced this before... I know the pain, but how the days passed by, I cannot remember.

    I do wish you are well.
    xx

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  6. I have just discovered your little haven here; and your words are slightly devastating. This is so beautiful.

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  7. this is perfect. it must be my favourite of all your little snippets. x

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  8. Your blog is special.

    Summer isn't Summer without the palms of love, or comfort. x

    hugs (^.^) hope to hear from you *
    amyflyingakite.com

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