There was no sound, no visible signs. No struggle, no impact, no blunt object, no dripping blade, no smoking gun.
One minute all was well with the world, there was hope and joy and love and us.
Then, in a moment, it all changed. Suddenly there was no us, just you and me.
No blood, no bruising, as my heart broke asunder, tearing itself from its moorings and shattering into a million pieces.
How can pain be so intense with so little to see on the outside?
I dont know the prognosis.
How long does a heart take to heal?
Frenchie almost 5 years ago
Beautifully written. Poetic and sad... pass me the tissues, you have managed to make me cry.
Chris Walker almost 5 years ago
Good drabble and writing.
Bryan Thomas almost 5 years ago
Very good, Stuart. :o)
Helen Laycock almost 5 years ago
So few words... such deep impact.