One day,
you will get a wild urge to clean your attic.
You will be coughing on dust,
opening boxes you don’t remember.
That’s when you will find this old photograph.
You will stand still.
You will barely breathe.
You will trace the sharpie scribbled
‘I love you’
with a arthritic weathered finger.
You will close your eyes,
reminiscing.
And though it’s 50 years later,
you will want to go back.
Always.
Excellent
Thanks!
I am so in love with this!!!! Beautiful and slightly sad
Thanks boo :)
I’m very sentimental so this really connects :)
I’m very glad to hear that :)
Reblogged this on Among other things, J and commented:
Feeling this one lately. Enjoy the revisit :)
One day…
Stunningly beautifull piece, a melancholy masterpiece of heartache and yearning.
Thanks for sharing this one so it could be see again today!
What a romantics soul you have ❤
I would say I learned it from you but this one predates us
Not by very long only a few months.
Had to double check the date again I knew it was Feb but not on my birthday, ahaha 😄
Goes to show you’ve got an amazing talent and kindred heart to find me those few months later ❤
Destiny!!
Or maybe karma is rewarding you for being a bad person and introducing a demon into your life 😈😄
Wooowwwww
😋