I love bubbles..
born of water and soap;
The bubble has gone,
the spell broken...
I met D 7 years and 11 months ago to this day.
I believe in love at first sight... I fell in love with him so completely.
A perfect, iridescent bubble formed around us, protecting us from the world.
I often wondered when that bubble would pop: how could things be so perfect for us? So wonderful?
I realised today that our bubble POPPED on that day in May...
I wonder what is protecting us from the world around us now?