8-Word Stories #38

Her lips quivered as she whispered, “It’s time..”

8-Word Stories #37

Nature, a balm for eyes bruised by concrete.

They were in separate rooms living similar lives.

A scarlet pamphlet directed the seekers towards love.

They met again in unknown restaurant, unknown street.

City of stars
Are you shining just for me?

City of stars
There’s so much that I can’t see

Who knows?
Is this the start of something wonderful and new?
Or one more dream that I cannot make true?

One of my favourite songs from one of my favourite movies for one of my favourite cities in the world. New York ❤

I let you go now I miss you.

The heart aches remembering that which is gone.

It’s not that I don’t care, I’m afraid.

I’m your shadow, what am I without you.