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“Perfect”
I want to smile. He
walks up behind her, kisses the side of her neck.
I want to scream.
“Except…her eyes, everything is a perfect comparison….but my
eyes are green.”
Your hair is also a brighter shade of red.
“Her eyes are blue.”
Because they’re not your eyes I want to say, they are
hers. The one he thinks about when he
isn’t with you, the one he knows he can’t have.
He looks for only a moment before he twirls her to face him with a half-smile.
“I’ll fix it.”
He lies. Not the one,
like the drugs and alcohol, she is nothing but another dragon for him to chase. I watch as he pulls her close with a
kiss. I want to scream but know tonight
I will go to him. And he will smile as
he looks into the eyes of the one he wants.
This is chilling!
ReplyDeleteSteven - this is, as Bo says, very chilling. Nicely done!! I knew this kind of picture would start your imagination. :))
ReplyDeleteAlways glad to see you posting new flash fiction.
Shiver down my spine :-)
ReplyDeleteChilling, indeed. Monsters come in all guises....
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