Flash Fiction Writing


I want to see you standing in my doorway. I want to sit on my porch with you and talk for hours on end. I want to see you above me pressing out all of the air in my lungs with your body weight. I want to feel our breathing synch up and see the sun peek over your shoulder after twisting hours on their heads. I want to read books with you and read your words and have you read mine.

Let’s create a reality from this fiction. Let’s talk and play and fall together. Let me feel your lips for longer than the moments I’ve only tasted so far.

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  • Lola Day

    I want this too from someone I will probably never see or hear from again. They have such a hold on our hearts, or we can't let them go.

  • Emma Jane

    Isn't it astounding how quickly they burrow themselves inside of us?

  • Lola Day

    How is it that some beings we come across do burrow themselves within us, even though this life of ours and all those roaming the earth at this very moment, are fleeting? "So it goes" said Kurt Vonnegut

  • Kayla Lynn

    i love this thought… a warm silhouette… his words… my words… no words…

  • Shelby

    Ugh! Love!

  • Diana

    Beautiful post!

  • Emerald Dove

    This is so beautiful. It is such a romantic notion to want to talk to someone for hours on end – I definitely want to be in a relationship like that. 🙂


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