"Sorry, who's this?"
She asked from the opposite end.
He cut the call & whispered to himself
"Nobody, just a friend."
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Dead Ends
PoetrySometimes it's not about the end. It's just about the story. A collection of four liners that I wrote which didn't have the oh-so-perfect endings. Well because life doesn't offer each and everyone the fairytale endings they grew up listening to.
A friend
"Sorry, who's this?"
She asked from the opposite end.
He cut the call & whispered to himself
"Nobody, just a friend."
