It's been 6 months since you've stepped on my doorstep with flowers in your hands.
6 months of paradise.
I couldn't have asked for anymore.
Seriously.
May I ask you something though?
For some reason, you're more distant.
You haven't been chatting with me anymore.
The usual tickle whenever you look at me isn't there anymore.
Is something happening? What is happening?
The sensation that was in you, that I grew to love, is somehow diminishing.
I always face you and see hopeless eyes.
I'm starting to fret for not just for the relationship, but you.
You don't seem like yourself for the past few days.
I hope you feel better.
YOU ARE READING
Emotions
Short StoryEmotions is exactly what the title calls for. Entries of moments of cliché sparks goes here. It may be a short story, or it may be something else. But, there is only one purpose; to vent feelings. Share out to others what beautiful colors of emotion...
