Saturday, March 27

By Martha Hammond


There is a thin line between protecting people and pushing them away. Where that line was so delicately drawn in the sand had long ago been washed away, leaving nothing left but a fraught feeling of anticipation. Waiting for everything to fall apart; so fast that nothing could cease it but nevertheless so slowly that it would haunt them forever.

Forever is such a long time, it stretches on as far as the eye can see like the sun on the horizon line.The ending always beautiful.
The waves gently rock the boat, unappeasably threatening to tip at any moment, but it never does.

The boat never does tip. It just rocks gently, lulling everything to sleep. Yet, the threat is still there, it always is, always will be. So quiet, silent but deadly just like forever.

Little did they know that forever never lasts forever.

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