For My Love

This post is for my sonic. It’s for my light in the dark, my warmth when it’s cold, my strength when I’ve none. I write this for the other half of me who is so many kilometres away yet so close by at the same time. I write this post on the ninth month of … Continue reading For My Love

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Flash Fiction: Her Lost Love.

The last post on his Facebook is the cute photo of us reclining on the beach as the sun sets with our hands linked and a flower tucked behind my ear. My hair danced in the sea breeze as I laughed, while he leant in for a kiss. I can still remember what his lips felt like as they pressed into mine. If I try hard enough, I can still feel the warmth of his hands as he pulled me close and brushed my hair away from my face.