She wanted, and was considering how, to express herself. She had bluntly blurted out that there was something she wished to speak to him about, and now that he sat quietly, expectantly, she knew not what to say first. All the words she had rehearsed in her mind for weeks no longer sounded appropriate orContinue reading “honest conversation.”
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this short hour.
You arrive, quite on time. Your shirt catches my attention: it is a light green colour, gentle on the eyes, and appears soft to the touch. For a moment, I consider complimenting you, for I really do think your shirt looks nice on you, and suits you; but the words in my heart fail toContinue reading “this short hour.”
early morning.
I blink my eyes open, just open enough to see that it is morning already. There is sunlight shining in through the window, and I can make you out now that it is no longer dark. The sight of you makes me smile. You are resting on your side, facing me; your head emerging fromContinue reading “early morning.”
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