It was a ritual. The first thing she would do on waking up was to check her phone for his absent texts/calls. She had waited- ignored, unanswered, humiliated. At an uneventful moment ,she realized to her surprise,that the day had finally come when his name no longer brought a smile on her face.
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hmmm...it cud be a painful surprise, but at the end u jus knw tht this is the ryt thing, that this had to hpn. vth this, u cud discover urself, once again.
yes.Brilliant revelation to start the day with.
brilliant take...I just wish men could have been a little more...
The grey skies change hues as the sun cometh out...moving on is painful but fruitful...well written... ;)
thank you. for developing your one thought into a story :)
and congrats for your first 55 fiction post :)
^ it was ur encouragement.
u know wat, m sailing in a similar boat, waiting for that day to come!
The brain is a smart piece of machinery!...it has a way to cope with pain...Loved the post and the realization.
That was brilliant! I had to read it twice to understand it, but worth it!
But, does that really happen? The anger also has a delight hidden somewhere... what say u?!
RESTLESS
@ Restless-> I agree. The tragedy here is that with the smile, the anger also seems to have vanished.
Quite good. Liked it.
Hard hitting!! Just 55 words, yet they created an impact.
Quite good. Liked it.
and congrats for your first 55 fiction post :)
The brain is a smart piece of machinery!...it has a way to cope with pain...Loved the post and the realization.
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