Dalliance

Dalliance (Inspired by Meaning by Gavin DeGraw) The ending of our dalliance gave my life a deeper meaning. This throbbing, beating ache confirms pain is part of living. — 10.25.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo credit: Unsplash In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by my love Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and yours…

Used to be Mine: A Song-based Fiction

Stranger. That is what I am. Sitting people all in black and white, I am estranged to everyone, except one person. She is the only human who knows me here. But she can never say who I am. — She’s imperfect but she tries. She is good but she lies. — Silence. Murmurs. Quiet sobs. The humans that…

Forever’s Ending

Today’s the first day of my last day with you. I’m a bit confuse, though, because my heart’s melancholic yet it’s full of joy. Six decades, six decades and four years to be exact. That’s how long we have been together. A lot asked how we remained committed for so long, how we kept the…

Seasons: Epilogue

First three parts were published last Tuesday, Wednesday and yesterday. Warm wind’s blowing. Loud silence’s piercing. With blank mind and an about-to-burst heart, I remained still as I look at your grave. Our story ended, more than five years ago. On that fateful autumn day, when I waited for you. But you never waited for…

Seasons: Finale

First two parts were published last Tuesday and yesterday. “This can’t be,” my mind whispered. But my heart and my senses knew, this is him. When I finally looked into his dark brown eyes, words ran out of me. Anger and sadness left me. I am numb. He stared back and looked through my eyes as his…

Seasons: Part 2

First part was published yesterday. Chilling shivers crawled in my veins when I saw my bloody-self inside my wrecked car. “So what am I now? Am I a soul now? Am I dead? Am I alive?” I shouted but no voice left me. The ambulance arrived. Several medical staffs tried to retrieve my blood-soaked body. The unfolding scene is nauseating but I…

Seasons: Part 1

My soul still searches for you. For five long years, I was able to avoid this street. I was able to forget this area. I wanted to avoid you. I wanted to avoid us until my car stopped. It ceased to move, for reasons I don’t know. I guess it brought me here, to the corner we call our…

Endings

I have to see her before the day ends. I have to do it before the sun sets. I am shaking inside as I slowly twisted the smooth metal door knob. The smell of disinfectant welcomed me. My wrinkled skin quickly felt the cold and sterile atmosphere of the room. I can hear nothing but the…

Freeing Laughter

Your laughter has freedom spirits that jail my demons inside. — 06.05.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash

On First Loves

To forget the first isn't easy yet it isn't impossible entirely, hence it's called 'first' not 'only'. — 04.11.2016 ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Photo credit: Unsplash