Had I foreseen our beginning’s end,
that one day we’d be sitting here
searching eyes with empty stares
across a blank table;
our only words, those
typed on paper,
I’d love you
just the
same.
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Cathy holmes
Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.
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Dead and Wearing Green
She was wearing that green dress when I first saw her, five years ago to the day. Flowing meadow fabric draped over long legs, thick auburn hair flowing down her back. That smile. Of course, she is still beautiful now. But now she is no longer alive.
By Karen Cave8 days ago in Fiction
Comments (16)
Outstanding work!!
Oh so bittersweet and sad! I love this! This reminded me of the classic 'it is better to have loved and lost than not loved at all' - beautiful!
Aww, this was painful and sweet and sad and all the damn things. Loved this!!
A great deal of emotional depth to this. Outstanding nonet, Cathy!
The remorse in this narrative is so well articulated, Cathy!! Great work!!
You grabbed us right from the start and held us in with an all to familiar feeling we all go through. Well done
Your first line reminded me of my Nonet. I'll be publishing it soon. But yours made me think a lot, in relation to mine. Like if we knew the end of our beginning, would we have still loved the person the same. Or could we have stopped the end from happening. Loved your Nonet!
One it the best first lines I’ve read - great stuff.
This stabs hard, Cathy! Excellent entry and twist to the challenge!
I feel I need to ponder this a while.
Ah, this hits at the core, Cathy.
Absolutely beautiful!
This was so beautifully written! Love this
Beautiful and brilliant :) lovely work, my friend!
This is beautiful, Cathy! Sometimes the journey means more than the destination.
Beautiful 😍 Real love!