Wednesday, January 04, 2006
a little wayward
he was running late. he had spent the last twenty minutes pacing about at the hospital entrance, contemplating what to say to Crystel.he could find no words to describe how he felt about shawn. about her.
his mobile phone lit up, vibrating with a life of its own. it was a sms from her.
"are you still coming?"
"yes." and with that, he started toward the hospital ward.
their eyes met as he opened the room doors and at that instant, their environment seemed to fade into nothingness, leaving just the two of them.
he read weariness, despair and hurt in her haunted eyes. he started to reach out to her, wanting to draw her closer so that he could absorb all that into his own body to release her from her torment.
but his hand freezed midway as one word flashed in his mind.
shawn.
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