When we were younger,
Your power didn’t phase us—
Now it wages wars.
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Second Tuesday of November
No one knew how the event really started. Between a few beverages at the bar, maybe? Notes passed carefully on the street? Or, perhaps a secret meetup at early hours of the day? Whatever the root source was, we were here now on the second Tuesday of November. Nervous, but also absorbed by the allure.
By Elizabeth Petit3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
Omg 😱 you have such a way with words ugh! ❤️
Perfect analogy. We waste so much time when young. 🥰
Oh, amazing work! Time really does change how things affect us. ❤️
Oh my. This is amazing. Well done.
Ooh wow, this is layered. Love it.