I was told that retractable leashes have been known to malfunction. With great dismay, I watch my best friend follow a squirrel into oncoming traffic.
Too scared to look now…
I heard noises coming from my closet at night, so I blocked the door with something heavy. It’s been a few weeks since I last heard the noises, but now I’m worried about the smell.
Voices
I’m not overly bothered by the fact that I hear voices in my head.
What bothers me is they never talk to me…just about me.
You died last January.
I still miss you.
Dreams
I was only dreaming.
They WERE just dreams, right?
Engineering Excuses.
When I finally got the time machine to work, I had no idea that I could only travel one-way.
That’s why I’m two and a half hours late for work, honest.
Get over it.
She doesn’t love you; move on or kill yourself.
But for the love of Sanity, stop writing about her on Two Sentence Stories!
ATMOSFEAR
You’re not afraid to love.
You’re just afraid of not being loved.
Change
The seasons have changed.
And so have we.
Ignorance
Sometimes impossible things happen.
And we call them miracles.
How Could You?
Yesterday, you said you love me more than anything else in the world.
I woke up today only to find out that you live in different worlds.
No One Could
Let me have her, you can’t love her as I do. No one could.
Love Is Not Possessive
You don’t need to possess someone just to prove that you love them or just to have someone you can call “mine”.
In fact, love is a form of freedom, the trust you put on each other is enough.
Grave Mistake
I stayed in the cemetary that night and heard my dog whimper, so I shushed him. Then I remembered, my dog was killed.
Melting words
You look at me, and I melt under your gaze.
Your eyes linger on me a little too long,
“Your beautiful,” you tell me, and I start to believe it.
What Makes a Monster
I learned at a young age that, if you aren’t afraid of them, the monsters in the closet and under your bed can be your friends.
Much later in life, I learned how to get them to do my bidding.
Love For Two
She loves both of them but should only have one.
The other one died for his best friend’s happiness.
A Lover Then Nobody
On a fine August day love grew between them.
On a fine November day, love was lost and they became each other’s nobody.
They’ll never find the bodies. And I certainly won’t be hungry for a while.
the air screamed through the almost hollow trees. I waited, then it yelled.