This week’s Three Line Tales prompt and the tale –
We met when we were little kids, just a couple of 5-year-olds, giggling, running around holding hands, finding momentary bliss in our sandcastles, building a tiny perfect world under our blanket forts, swinging together under the pale moonlight.
Today as I sit on that swing in your backyard again, watching the pretty flowers, the stark white chairs, waiting patiently for the event to begin, I remember the promise you made to love me forever when we were 18 and blush.
I hear footsteps approaching, dozens of friends and family pour in every year on this date, as I celebrate the day that was supposed to be our wedding day but instead became the day the war took you away from me,forever, by decorating the backyard just the way we had intended it to look.
© Sneha P [Rights Reserved]
Heartbreaking
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Thanks..that’s what I was going for.
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The emotions beautifully poured through
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Thank you!!
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The last few lines gave me goosebumps. Tragically beautiful.
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Thank you!!
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