E L Y S E Wallflower/Cat Lover/Folk enthusiast/Hopeless romantic
face | tunes | ? | bff A little something set aside from the mundane. I enjoy art, photography, poetry, books, foreign films, documentaries, good company, and a hot cup of tea. Plenty of random thoughts, ramblings, babbles, and maybe a little insight now and then.
"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately,
I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life,
To put to rout all that was not life and not when I had come to die
Discover that I had not lived."
-Henry David Thoreau
The summer night, the narrow bed, the faint smell of perspiration. The words they spoke. The feelings that would not take the form of words. Forgotten promises. Unrealized hopes. Frustrated longings. A gust of wind lifted a lock of hair and whipped it against her cheek. The pain brought a film of tears to her eyes. Successive gusts soon dried the tears away.