Drabble #47 – Eye Wrinkles
Let’s talk about the meaning of life (get all existential
with each other). You can hold my hand and I can pretend to
hate it. Let’s sit together on a Tuesday night and just
mess around, tweak with the dials on our limits and test the
waters of our tear ducts. Let’s get the steps out of the
way and remember how to dance. With names like ours we
don’t even have to ask. Just break and break again,
rebuilding ourselves in the shadow of each other so we always
resemble someone dear in the mirror.
