My scream echoed off his retreating back. He walked away, leaving
behind a hollow that was me.
I threw my memories into the fire. Photographs, and movie
ticket stubs. Dried-up bouquets, and birthday cards. Chocolate wrappers, and glitzy
wrapping paper. I wished I could throw myself in and let the flames engulf me. I
couldn’t live without him. Wanted to join my cherished memories wherever they
had gone.
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2 comments:
Natasha - Oh, that is a wonderful ending to this story! I love it! Sometimes things really do work out for the best, don't they?
Rayna - Happy New Year to you and your loved ones... for me, this story is not just about relationships but also thats how i would looking at Time thats passing by... another beautiful year awaits while the current passes away. Beauty as my ever-growing eyes will see it...
By the way i have too many stories to share on the blog but i have reached my writer's block... did you ever feel so? if so, how did you overcome it? i still have a tag from you that i will write on one day soon...
Best wishes,
Manasi
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