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Crush

From the moment I saw you, I knew. I do not know, what I knew, but I knew it. You were standing outside the doors of the library, on your phone, arguing with someone. You looked defeated and heartbroken. No matter what you were attempting to say to them, it was falling on deaf ears.… Continue reading Crush

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Before Dawn

Standing there alone and cold, I had a feeling that I was being watched. The wind howled all around me, and my skin prickled from the chill. I had been walking in the woods for what seemed like hours. I was incredibly, indelibly lost. Somehow my hiking group and I had gotten separated. The idea… Continue reading Before Dawn

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Nights like this

It’s nights like this, that remind me of you. The salty taste of the ocean filling the air. The lowering sun, casting a golden glow on your skin and the slow touch of your hand on my thigh. It’s nights like this, that remind me of our first night here. Sitting around the bonfire. Listening… Continue reading Nights like this

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The Last Goodbye

The look on her eyes was unmistakable. Betrayal and disappointment shaded her perfect features. Her voice cracked when she told me. Her throat tight, tears trying not to fall, she was strangely calm. I had hurt her for the last time, she said. I begged her to stay. Begged her not to leave me alone.… Continue reading The Last Goodbye

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Before the Night Ends

Before the night ends, You'll be in my arms. Telling me all of your secrets. Telling me all of your dreams. Before the night ends, We’ll open our minds to each other. Connect our souls in some cosmic way. Before the night ends, Our fingers will caress those hidden places, Bringing pleasures we’ve never felt… Continue reading Before the Night Ends

Short Story · Writing

She: A Short Story

“Take my hand, little one,” she said to me. Her pearl white hand reached through the glom to pull me up. My skin tingled at the touch of hers. It was icy and hardened like stone. “Are you an Angel?” I called out to her, “Have you come to save me?” I tried to make… Continue reading She: A Short Story

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The Spy

Prologue The man parked his vehicle in the usual spot, on the roof of his building, right next to the lamp post on the far side of the car park. He was notoriously paranoid about being robbed in one of these places at night. With good reason, the information he kept in his briefcase, was… Continue reading The Spy

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Lovely: A Short Story

Her hand starts to slip from his grasp. He turns his head back to her and their eyes lock on to each other. “Don’t let go,” he says with a smile playing at his eyes. She smiles back at him, “Never.” But the crowd is getting restless. People are shoving each other and jostling them.… Continue reading Lovely: A Short Story