am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

Ticked

“When I’ve ticked all the boxes, I’ll be happy,” she resolved.

But what if happiness lies in the journey and not the boxes ticked?

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am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

This Way

I wasn’t born this way.

I wasn’t born in pain.

am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

Exposed

“But then you’ll see,” she said, hands protectively over her heart.”I want to see,” was his cryptic response, his eyes appealing, begging to see what was lying beneath the protective barrier.

And so she shakily lifted her hands from  the most precious part of her. He saw it…

 She could not read his expression as he turned around, without a word, and walked out of the room leaving her confused and exposed…