love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Small town love
Every morning, I walked to the café for my latte and a glimpse of him. He was a sight to see with my morning coffee. The day's I missed him in the morning, and I would see him later that day. But I could not go a day without seeing him. The smile across his face made my day. I would dream the rest of the day about his smile.
By Laura mclean5 years ago in Humans
Dear Beautiful
Dear Beautiful, It is nearing six years of your death anniversary, come October. Anniversary.. more like the day my life fell apart. You still cross my mind everyday, and not a inch of time goes by where I don’t feel your presence. The little gift’s you leave me. The random glimmer of that dime ever so slightly hitting my peripherals to let me know you are near. It’s always at the best times too, like you know I needed you in that very moment. I know you miss me too, we are still equal you know.
By Kendra J. Anthony5 years ago in Humans
A Simple Glass of Merlot
Greta felt the sun on her face and the wind in her hair during the long drive. Having the top down on the old Mercedes sports convertible was heavenly, especially this time of year. There was little that could beat it on a given day. The scenery of North Yorkshire that stretched before her on the road was stunning, soothing and filling her restless soul with rolling hills and a winding highway leading her to the seashore. She’d been making this annual trip for twenty-nine years and looked forward to it every June. It was something that gave her purpose and was well worth the endeavor despite the half day it took to reach her destination. And she would continue to make it each year as long as she was able. It gave her immense comfort and kept him closer in all that she did, not just in mind and heart.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Humans
This is The One
"Tell me the most adventurous moment of your childhood." Darion wanted to get to know Rebecca in ways that she wasn't used to. After a long pause, she flashed back to 7 year old Becca. Pigtails, overalls that ended with shorts, and the hill of a lifetime. "There was a road called Carroll Street. It was curvy and full of hills." She set the stage for a big reveal.
By Olivia Tucker5 years ago in Humans
Her
Sitting alone in a row of seats in an airport terminal, Nick surveyed his surroundings. The clouds must have momentarily parted, for the light from a tremendous window above him had begun to reflect off of immaculately polished slate tiles, obscuring his view of the strangers across from him. Not wanting to stare into the sun, Nick decided to relocate. The bank of seats that he had chosen had the benefit of being adjacent to a boarding flight, which brought a seemingly endless stream of new faces momentarily through his life.
By R.D. Tollak5 years ago in Humans
