Mornings  The mornings. Those were our time together. The

Mornings

 

 

The mornings. Those were our time together. The mornings when all was quiet and nobody was about. It was fun, like playing hokey from school. We could pretend we were running away together somewhere far, very far. I can still see us when we were alone. You’d look at me and I’d look at you. No words were needed. I knew you. I understood you. You returned the favor. Our bond came to us by accident, but it was unforgettable.

 

 

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One Response to “Mornings  The mornings. Those were our time together. The”

  1. Alex Says:

    Very sweet lovely writing and wistful

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