Alone together,
Words unspoken, tension mounts.
Someone break silence!
About the Creator
Our Song
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
By Dana Crandella day ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Your writing was really well done!
Lol, sometimes those silent moments can be so stressful and awkward. Loved your Senryu! I've subscribed to you as well!
Beautiful thoughts in few words That's Excellent