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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Adult Romance  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

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She cant focus like always. The reading gets boring after every minute and she is trying to push.

When she is not able to control the eagerness to look, she goes back and checks if there was a message.

She reads it, is satisfied and relieved but sad. Still pangs of pain, thoughts weird follow the relief, while she frames the answer. She feels unimportant.

The tears come she tries to hold them, dropping them is always messy. She can hold them back she knows it. There is nothing wrong going on she should not be crying, she keeps telling herself trying to convince soothe rebuke complain rudely and gently to her ownself. Her own soul..

But her throat chokes, wiping away the unshed tear, but they think " we shall have you on your knees again" and they evaporate.. under the sun the warmth of sunlight kissing her cheeks and making her feel less lonely and lonelier at the same time. She is a complicated knot, the one she feels she will have to cut through the lifeline to stop complicating thoughts from popping now and then.

Unimportant... its ok its ok. You are just overthinking, an excuse to not study.

An excuse excuses tears are excuses to escape the tedious reading ..

But then the mind plays the emotional card and her heart feels overwhelmed with feelings, emotions, she feels as if its physically happening inside her.

And the tears appear again, smirking their wide glistening grins under the shining light of the flaming ball of Hydrogen and helium and what not.. if am correct.


Submitted: February 11, 2019

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Spyguy

You rend, heartbreak & compel... All at the same time! Well written picture to a soul!

Tue, February 12th, 2019 9:05am

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thank you spyguy :-)

Tue, February 12th, 2019 5:58pm

Princessfears

I like the imagery in this. Pain we feel in darkness or light. Our chests feel too tight. We in our own despair we decide to cry or not to cry. But in our heart break we could just fight not fight and die.

Thu, November 18th, 2021 8:10pm

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Thank you Princess!

Thu, November 18th, 2021 5:59pm

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