Falling Hard

by Reverie

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We stood together on a rug your mother had bought us from India.

It was absolutely beautiful. The stitch work, the imagery, the colors. It symbolized us, everything we were, everything we loved about one another. It was our sense of humor, our kindness, our words, our laughter, our tears, our love.

I could’ve stood there forever with you, arms wrapped around you. But you stepped off and pulled the rug out from underneath my feet.

I fell. Hard. And you weren’t there to catch me.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Falling Hard

    Cat the Dancing Mouse's Buddy Icon Cat the Dancing Mouse

    Posted 9 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Oooo very captivating. Nice job :) Five Stars.

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    Metaphoric Spurs' Buddy Icon Metaphoric Spurs

    Posted 9 months ago

    This is nice. I recently used a rug metaphor in a piece on marriage, too. I want to see more of what this rug looks like.

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    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 9 months ago

    Nicely done, a neat, contained little allegory for a relationship gone wrong.
    LoA
    And neat pen name, by the way—I have a whole book I’m working on tentatively titled ‘The Reverie”.

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    Reverie's Buddy Icon Reverie

    Posted 9 months ago

    Thank you! I appreciate all the wonderful feedback! t wait to read that book of yours! =] !

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