A heart can only break so many times before it numbs itself to pain, joy, love, sorrow. then all it can do is beat — until it doesn't.
Self-preservation
Tag: Cherita
Captain January
It's still my favorite January. The typical grey, cold nothingness hovered until the magic happened. You made the sun shine and flowers bloom — like only you could. Albeit fleeting, I'd do it all again. With you.
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Addendum
The moment he admits he didn’t mean it and has no clue how it slipped out. He does not, in fact, love you and deeply regrets wrenching your heart until it broke.
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The Moon and Me
did you see the Moon early this morning? ripe and luscious and ready to burst — remember when I was just like Her?
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Calixta
This Cherita was written for Colleen's Tanka Tuesday but I failed to read the guidelines carefully. This should have been written in Tanka, Haiku, Senryu, Haibun, Etheree or Cinquain poetry forms. Ooops! Here's mine anyway: Calixta bewitched her men as they dreamt, making them burn and ache with desire; craving her touch, her warmth. They [...]
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A Cherita: Still
Did you know that you still make my heart flip and fly like a trapeze artist without a net?
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A Cherita: Runners-Up
The writing prompt today over at FOWC with Fandango is the word number. How would it feel? I wonder. To be your number one just once, rather than your second choice; a back-up when the one you really want is with her own number one.
