FALLING OUT OF LOVE





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She was the world and he was her Atlas. He held her up on his shoulders because he believed that without him she would fall. She let him hold her up because she wasn't sure what would happen if he let go. She was scared of falling. But with every passing day she grew more and more curious, and her curiosity carried her imagination far beyond the safety of his arms. In her dreams she was shattering happily through the sky like a rain drop falling towards the brightest ocean. Her dreams unleashed a soft wind that swept through her like a melody. It blew from somewhere deep inside her making the chimes in her heart sparkle with music. As she blinked she saw the swift movement of white clouds breeze across the blue sunny day behind her eyes. Suddenly, she found that his arms were no longer lovingly holding her up. They were holding her down.

16 comments:

  1. the second last photo is GORGEOUS

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  2. beautiful words to accompany beautiful pics.

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  3. I love the way you create scene, emotions and atmosphere to images with your words. v talented!

    - frouu

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  4. those pictures are so beautiful.

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  5. so inn love with that third pict.

    Pan's Holiday

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  6. The first picture is so cool and the last picture is so cute!! I love reading your posts, they're terribly romantic and you write in such an elegant way! xxoxoxoxo

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  7. great blog!!
    check the mine please!!!
    http://beetas.blogspot.com
    xoxo

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  8. thank you =) Your blog is incredibly inspiring as well...the photos and your writing are beautiful and make me want to go dig out my journal again haha. Never stop doing what u love <3

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  9. great writing! I love your blog, dear :--D

    xx

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  10. gaaaah. these are insane. i love the shadows of the flowers on her back, so pretty. thanks for the comment ha :)

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  11. wow thats really beautiful, did you write that?

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  12. Have you read Paint it Black by Janet Fitch?

    You should.

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  13. "and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow" - Khalil Gibran

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