Photo by Everton Vila on Unsplash They could have been real. That would have been something, right? Shocked themselves happy. Who’s to say what’s a happy ending? You are. Where you go, what you do, where you wind up and what you get to remember when you cannot get up and go any longer? You choose.… Continue reading They Could Have Been Real
Photo by Carly Rae Hobbins on Unsplash He smiled. She smiled back. Strangers still, but not for long. Who knows what comes next? A happy ending? Let’s wait. See what they do next. It’s their story. I’ve got my hopes up. We’re set up for a rollicking good time complete with slapstick and stupid misunderstandings. Let’s… Continue reading And So It Begins…
Photo by Alessandro Sacchi on Unsplash They live there — in a great beyond. Outlandish… Marvelous… Happily ever after Stretches before us. That’s what I hope, anyway. We met them a couple of months ago — wonderful, friendly and enthusiastic people we met through a writing connection. What’s it like to live here, we asked, knowing they’ve lived there… Continue reading The Great Beyond
Photo by Andre Ouellet on Unsplash Here’s an idea: Ask him how he’s doing now… Rising from his bleak… She broke up with him She needed more than he gave, Wanted something real. He cried, said okay As if he had any choice. Left in screech of tires. He’s on the mountain Learning something hard to… Continue reading Look At Him Go!
Photo by Ethan Cull on Unsplash She has rules. Many, many rules. A couple of them make sense to other people. The rest are for her, to make sense of a roiling new country with unfamiliar. The language is tough, but the customs break your brain. He has rules, too. Not as many as she does,… Continue reading True Love Pumps Gas at Midnight
Photo by Thom Holmes on Unsplash I was so lonely Nothing new, but it hit hard. Never coming home. He left us reluctantly, but still he went. We’re left behind, talking and living and working and cooking, watching hockey and movies and reading wonderful stories. It’s no different from what we did when he was… Continue reading About Last Night
We Fit Perfectly Together… Photo by Devon Divine on Unsplash We were so perfect. I needed to be left — and You needed to leave. Maybe people find their own perfect fit: the ones who are social and gather friends like lint, the ones who cocoon together in movie glow, and still others that attract and repel… Continue reading Needing to Leave, Needing to Be Left