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BtVS Drabble Prompt: Cup
Jun. 18th, 2009 01:13 amWater flowed through her fingers.
It dripped away like dust, like money, like time. Like love.
She’d spent years brushing the dust from her hands, coughing it out of her lungs.
She was drowning in debt, and every day brought another demand on her wallet.
She’d wasted so much time on things she must, on things that only seemed important.
She’d driven love out of her life, pushed it away, failed to recognize it when it was offered.
But as she cupped her hands to collect the water, she thought, she hoped that the future just might offer another chance.
It dripped away like dust, like money, like time. Like love.
She’d spent years brushing the dust from her hands, coughing it out of her lungs.
She was drowning in debt, and every day brought another demand on her wallet.
She’d wasted so much time on things she must, on things that only seemed important.
She’d driven love out of her life, pushed it away, failed to recognize it when it was offered.
But as she cupped her hands to collect the water, she thought, she hoped that the future just might offer another chance.
