Burn That BridgeBurn That Bridge3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You’ve never really liked Valentine’s Day. You just don’t really see the point of it, giving gifts to someone to show them how much you love them. If you really loved that person, you’d show them that you loved them on a regular basis anyway.
Over the last few years though, you’ve come to hate it. Seeing all the love-struck couples flitting around the streets. Getting Valentines from the men in the office. It just serves as a reminder of what you don’t have. Because there’s only one man you’ll ever want to be your Valentine, and there’s no way you’ll ever get him.
The man you want
Are The Years Too Long? (a short-short story)I had a dream where I had tea with a ghost.Are The Years Too Long? (a short-short story)3 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Ever since that night, I've been looking for her. However, she's very good at hiding.
Now I check, here and there, years later, messages, in various places, wondering to myself, "Is this addiction? Has the internet made me so short-circuited that I can now do nothing but waver, back and forth, between sites, seemingly desperate for contact with people I've not seen in years, or never seen at all?"
That's when I realized: I wasn't looking for them. I was waiting for her. In the back of my mind. Waiting for some word. Again. Desperate.
"I have so many new questions...so many things I--"
Is that w
Wasn't Ready To Say GoodbyeI wasn't ready to say goodbye i didn't want it to end like thisWasn't Ready To Say Goodbye7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
i guess your final word was just a sigh,
you i will surely miss,
you used to teach me things
and we would always get in trouble
you finally taut me how to spread my wings
but now you're 6 feet under the gravel.
you did it with a gun
it really was an awful thing to see,
i hope you remember all the times we had fun
and all the things you wanted to be