The funeral was......unusual
Bright red bouquets were spread out across the field, like the drops of blood staining the emerald sweater he wore on that day
The dress code was white
In memory of the flowers he was holding
My favourites
I didn't cry once
-what I would love to say.
My act crumpled like his body beneath the white Mercedes.
Mouth crinkled for the entire duration of the day
Eyes a pool of water
Cameras fixed on my carefully made up face
The waterproof mascara not allowing me to ruin the day
And the open landscaping not allowing me to hide away.
YOU ARE READING
Due To You We Cease To Exist
Short Storywe had everything then someone took it all from us we no longer have everything in fact, I now have nothing we cease to exist Goals: 10 reads: ✔️ 50 reads: ✔️ 100 reads: ✔️ 200 reads: ✔️ 500 reads: 750 reads: 1k reads: 10 votes: ✓ 50 votes: ✓ 100 vo...
