Dec 19, 2021
2 min read
MICRO FICTION | LONGING
Two Weeks Since You Left
It’s only been two weeks, and yet it feels like decades. Worse when I think of the weeks yet to come — far more than the two that have barely passed.
When I close my eyes I see the sparkle in yours on our last day together, the joy that lights up your face, that lights up the world around you. I feel your fingers running through my hair, circling my…
