The taste of tomorrow was a promise. years and years. I was nothing, but now...?
By: Ioana Moldovan Remembering their years together
Ten years slip through my fingers as I pack the memories away. You've left and I'm left to deal with the broken pieces of our relationship. Life is short.
(A time when I actually write a happy poem). This was penned down this morning on a bike ride. Hope you enjoy it before it's gone.... The journal of the traveler. Part 1 of Reunion. It's two years after Roselyn and Ismus went their separate ways, and Roselyn isn't too happy about it. Now, she works at a tavern, dealing with pervs and drunks. What a change from ... After years hope remerges. It's changing. Hopefully changing. Three extremely short stories that try to portray different forms of love.
Parents and children.
Friends and Soulmates.
@sydney sometimes the word limit just isn't enough. :) ;)