I knew I was alone here.
Except...
...you're right in front of me.
Why can't I find my words?
My heartbeat remains silent,
Yet you seem to hear me.
But now, a sudden realization,
I'm alone.
Yet... it doesn't quite feel that way.
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Alone (Lesbian Story)
Short Story[UNDER EDITING] Abby, a mute woman, crafts headstones and resides near a cemetery for three years. Immersed in work, her partner Danielle's presence offers solace. Despite Abby's preoccupation, Danielle's companionship combats her loneliness.
|Alone|
I knew I was alone here.
Except...
...you're right in front of me.
Why can't I find my words?
My heartbeat remains silent,
Yet you seem to hear me.
But now, a sudden realization,
I'm alone.
Yet... it doesn't quite feel that way.