Inertia

I remember that day vividly. It was the middle of summer and it was hot, so hot that the tank top I wore clung to me like a second skin. I remember idly musing that I might have to scrape it off me at the end of the day. Even the tendrils of my ever…

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Excuses

What are miles but mere numbers when two hearts be melded into one? What is silence but the language of love when words fall short of expression? What are tears but an excuse to recall every second of your presence in my life? What are you but the sole reason why I still survive? Copyright…

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Books That Are Home To Me

It was Jo March who said, “Some books are so familiar that reading them is like being home again.” Last night I was watching the movie Little Women, and though I’d read the book years and years ago when I was still a school girl, last night was my first time watching the movie. I…

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Detergent Memories

via Daily Prompt: Fragrance She was walking down a supermarket aisle, shopping cart loaded with groceries and other home necessities. She was almost done. Only the cleaning supplies were left to be picked up. She stopped before a display of detergents and automatically reached for the same detergent she had been using for years, when…

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If Only

If only I weren’t a girl, If only you weren’t a boy, If only we wouldn’t have met, ‘Fallen’ like fleeting summer rain, Would our love not have quickly died. If only you weren’t a ‘dandy’, If only I wasn’t a ‘babe’, Then maybe we’d have known, That looks alone do not make a love remain. …

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