Monday, 25 July 2016

Day 25- Betrayal

It had been long, chasing
sleep, greeting
cars parked haphazardly, living
near people coated
with a thin layer of salt.

It had been long, seeking
redress, seeing
through different
eyes, slowly losing
words and strength and want.

It had been a long
battle with time, folding
and unfolding it
and now there was a scar,
fresh like a newborn
and that wasn't right. 

Source: Chapter 11, Nights in Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks