Jan 18, 2013

Forgotten


How could it be that its come to this
I really thought that it would last.


I don't know where to start; my heart feels trapped, hyperventilating like a kid with asthma, while my fingers search for some preoccupation, tugging at my hair as it twists and knots, feeling it pull at my scalp.  I dangle my legs and watch them sway in the dusk air, his words still ringing in my ears.  A smile almost turns the corner of my mouth at the memory, but it falls to a sneer soon enough as I feel the warm tears drip from my chin.

Staring at your shoes like you know everything, a face like some contrite bitch.

I just want to forget the past.


then maybe it will forget me,
Jaq xx

6 comments:

  1. Beautiful writing, and such sadness... a pleasure reading you :)

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  2. I'm in awe of your flash fiction! You are my new hero:-)

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  3. Just a moment, but one so poignant and you really bring her fragility to light. Wonderful writing!

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  4. Wonderful emotion and description... WEll done.

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  5. Your words wrapped around this image perfectly. Appearing hardened and uncaring on the outside, yet betraying herself with her tears. Sometimes we do indeed wish life would just go away and leave us alone!

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  6. I love this - very creative and expressive!

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