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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020
Submitted to Contest #44
I remember feeling cold on a warm spring day. The hesitance I felt to look at your glass; innocent, pure eyes beyond the window, while I tasted the saltiness of my tears. Windows had never felt more evil to me- I hated them and I still do. You’re tough… you’ve always been tough.... but that day broke you; like it broke me. I turned my head back for a split second and stared at your slow movements, carefully recording every bit of you in the golden pocket of my memory; every hand gesture, every little wrinkle in your face, every frequency of ...
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