“I wish I was with you right now , every waking minute” , he said and as an afterthought added , “I never thought I would say that to anyone”
“Well, that’s why you are marrying me not anyone else”, she replied laughing heartily at such cute confession.
And they both felt loved.Unlike themselves, yet same.
Dedicated to Ibeingme ❤
Specially shared with G-Man’s 55 fiction
“Where do you want to take my pic ?”, he asked her.
This is where they met first. and Today they were meeting for the last time.
She smiled and stood next to him as she clicked a pic of the place.
“I will always imagine you here.” she said and kissed him one last time.
for G-Man’s friday flash 55
and Ermilia’s Picture & write
The night felt weird.The whole town had lost its sleep. Too much food , booze , sex , reading or gossip exhausted every one but no one could sleep. It was neither fun nor funny anymore to be called insomniac. Sleep Gods had their lesson taught in a single night. everyone slept well for ages after that.
Some words were left untouched, yet the lines were ready. There was a nervous cheer in her fingers. The stained pages lie neatly stacked in the imaginary room she lived in,the last few weeks. She stepped out of her shell excitedly,welcomes by his waiting arms and proud smile. A part of her dream was finally live.
Written for G-Man’s friday flash55
Also Linked to Month of the year 2012 writing prompt – December
This Month I finally compiled a collection of my poems and self published via amazon Kindle. Please check the book by clicking on the image below. Comments / suggestions welcome.
Thanks and wishes for a great festive weekend and new year eve to all 🙂
*Love and hugs*
This is it, then ?
The last hug , the last kiss, the last touch.
I would like one more hug, if you don’t mind.
I didn’t mind the sex. A hug wont cost much,I guess.
See you next weekend.
and peel some more wounds ?
Last time ?
This is for G-Man’s Fridayflash 55
Also linked to Inspiration Monday
She definitely did not have easy goals for life. Reading 50 books per year , cooking 50 new dishes , visiting 10 new places in the same year,so on.
Every accomplishment was beginning of a new strangeness. Until her life seemed hollow to her – the dark pit she dug and drowned alone.
Written for Inspiration Monday , Trifecta , G-Man’s fridayflash55