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A Simple Mourning

It had all seemed like the same day all over again.
I couldn’t get away. It would just stay right there by my side.

The sun crept past the houses on the far west side of me. Sun had hit a window and it had started to glare into my eyes. Leaving them stinging and watering.

I had always hated the mornings. It had never left me with anything good.
Always had to wake up next to the same person every day of your life!
The one and only one who holds your secrets!

Who knew if they would spread the secrets!

The sun had finally settled down into the far corner to my left.
Leaving my eyes so grateful it had bid its farewell into the left.

It was the first night, I had not drank a beer for the life of me I wanted a draft.
But instead settle down with a pack of cigars. It wasn’t like a good beer going down your throat but it had its charms.

It felt like ages ago that I had disposed of my wife. It now feels like it has not happen.
Leaving me to feel like a horrible dream, letting me scream for more as it ended!

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