beyond repair..

A frugal life is all what he offered. Kindness was a rare corner stone of the relationship. His sluggish emotions pulled down the woman in her.  Night falls, curtains waved the day goodbye. Her nails grew penetration her soft rosy skin; finger bleeds without pain. Memories retrieved of summer hiking. Outgoing was painless as she was only twenty-three years younger than him. Face down walking by her school that she abandoned for luxury; still he insists to walk her by every semester, just to fulfill his ego possessing a Barbie; well it might be worth it.  As time flew, embedded determination shaped midnight’s reactions, she whispers: honey, it is just about time to turn on the fireplace that Dad destroyed when Mum left forever without a notice leaving it beyond repair. However, it still pools hot tears on his white beard. Thoughts drifting off sharpening ugly memories of stylish life.

Published by Life After Fifty

Hi everyone.. I am into project management. Thank you for visiting my profile ..Lately, I had that desire to write and share random illusions and thoughts ; but I was a bit hesitant. Hope it goes well and you enjoy posts. Kate and Alfonzo are just an randomly selected unrealistic characters. The couple are not real and not related to any real person. Non of the images in my blogs are mine; i just borrowed it from the internet. Thank you all.

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