Still a dreamer…Old Memories and New Hopes

A Short Sad Story

Not strangers.  They spoke and they wrote to one another…..and then they met.  A second date. Her apartment…

The human touch missed for so long. Over ten years……… They had an immediate attraction for one another, and together experienced intense passion and desire for hours, just being together on her couch. He knew how to kiss and hold her. She considers that an art form that not all men know how to do.

He said “I don’t want to leave.”  She said, “I don’t want you to leave. Two consenting adults one desire, but she asked him to leave.

What was she thinking. He left.

Was he hurt?  Was the age difference too different? Was it all too soon?

She never found out.

Regrets? She has a few. Very often it’s what we don’t do that we regret most.

She never forgot him.

“Close your eyes fall in love stay there.” Rumi

We become our experiences and they become our lessons. pm

Comments on: "A Short Sad Story" (2)

  1. Nicely done,aula…you said just enough and not too much…

    R

    Sent from my iPad

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    • Thank you Ronnie. I value your opinion because you knew the story and the emotions that went with it. Heartfelt appreciation, as always.

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