Stories tagged “break up”
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The Goodbye That was Never Planned 5
I manage to look at him one last time and his face looks sympathetic. He turns away and walks out the door. I hear the jingle of the car keys and the slam of the car door. I collapse to the floor just inches from the couch. The tears really start to fl...
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Loves End
They looked at each other, briefly their eyes met. He felt the flames of passion consume him once again. She coyly looked away and said “so that’s it then?” He looked at her he felt all the emotion of the past come flooding forward. H...
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Cupid's Mistake
Alani picked up the scattered books with a customary sigh. Why does my taste in literature have to be so heavy? “Can I give you a hand with that?” a deep voice asked from above her. Ugh. Another guy. “No, I’ve got it,” she...
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No More
No longer will I be at your beck and call. It’s time for me to let go. My heart breaks at this decision. But it’s not a choice I have. I have been waiting and waiting, serving you with all my energy. Never complaining, never tiring. Yet, al...
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Taking Control
Dear Jane, I’m afraid I must declare this relationship over. I’m sure you will recall all the good memories of being with such a handsome and successful man but I will only recall the bad memories of you doing your best to embarrass me and ...
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December Denial Part II
I only back one suitcase, I can come back for the rest later. But then there came a step on the stairs, and a small cough, and I try to ignore it but he says, “You should come with me. We could go out for a real meal.” And my better judgment is te...
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A Birth of Consequence
“PUSH!” The doctor said forcefully over my grunts and gasps for breath. “One more time Kelly, One big push and it will all be over.” The contractions ripped forward from my spine as I leaned forward and gave the final push bring...
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I Love You But I Left You
I love you but I left you, so why don’t I feel at all? Why do I still wish it’s you on the other end of the telephone call? You won’t be calling just to ask about my day, or to speak those three words that I’m unsure I want to ...
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Whispers in the Wind
The way you said my name The way you held me tight The way I knew what you were thinking when you looked me in the eyes. The way a kiss could make it all better The way a hug could bring protection The way the words “I’m sorry” could ...
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Would it be different this time?
Even now, after all these years, I still remember you fondly. Well, more than fondly. At times I wonder what I would do if you wanted to get back together. I know you’ve moved on, that odds of such a thing are as close to zero as can be, but stil...
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California Dreaming
“You got banned from the Grid?” Gracie asked. Tom’s face colored. “Yeah, they’re pretty serious about drugs on the trains.” Gracie smacked him in the arm- hard. “Damn it! How’re we gonna get to an airport...
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Falling Out
Just as the snow stops falling Her voice rings loud as church bells A pastor would only make this worse, for only a thin wall of empty remains between us I stand only to feel the sticky earth She spilled sweet orange juice hours ago Yet here it is Unde...
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Exhibit A
It was getting hard to see you way up on that pedestal where you placed me, so I’m glad that you finally realized just how human I can be. I tried to convince you I was ordinary but you refused to hear me, and now you’re shocked cuz you f...
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Darkroom
I rifled through the cabinets, rooting out the offending pictures, the visual assaults on my wellbeing. They would all go. Not one print would be spared, not as long as they fostered such hurt. It was with good reason that I tossed them into the trash....
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The Break UP
“Will you take me back?” the boy had asked, a pleading look on his face. The girl was standing in front of him. Her mind reelling, memories of all the pain. All of the other girls she caught him with. All of the bruises and scars that she h...
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Sunday Morning Break Up
“I think we should break up.” She looked at him, not sure if she had heard him correctly. “What did you say?” “You heard me.” He said, turning to look her in the eyes. “I think we should see other people.” She studied his face. “Are y...
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Last Show
“Four hours?” She questioned, amazed at my devotion to the dying cause. It wasn’t that bad a drive, just a stretch up Route 55. I smiled halfheartedly, and replied “Four and a half, I’d say. Always need time for those stop...
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Here & Now
Doris’ heart pumps under my tired spine, her faithful diesel pusher humming out a beat all it’s own. She hates the city, she prefers sprinting down wetted back-roads at a soft 70, swaying back and forth. I’ll miss the rare groupie who...