1 In Honesty Hour/ Writing & Expression

In a heartbeat

Sophie's World

​Another season, another month.

Time is running through the gaps in my fingers, wanting nothing more than to escape. Where is the shore, where does the sky meet the ocean, where is the moment when everything feels alright?

As the last of the leaves fall to the ground, so does my heart. I don’t hear it break, I don’t heart it shatter, I simply hear it beat. I hear silence. Is that a thing, I wonder? How does one ever hear silence but I do.

Beat, beat, pause.
Beat, beat, pause.
Beat, beat, beat.
Beat, beat, beat.

That’s what silence sounded like.

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    2 June 2017 at 6:18 pm

    Wow <3

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