Falling Out

Our friendship is gone.

We used to be partners

In everything – laughs, tough times,

Fights and petty crimes.

 

I remember, that one time,

When we attached a string of cans

To the tail of your neighbor’s cat.

We filmed it, and we laughed our bellies out.

 

I watched the feed again, the other day.

My laughter missed your echo.

I miss you mate, I wish

You and I had fallen for a different girl.

 

Click here to read the beginning and the end of this story. 

 


This is an except of a poetic short story entitled Instead of You and posted on Mug’s Tale as part of the 18th Weekly Writing Workshop exploring the theme “Forgive Me!”


Featured image: “Under Heavy Skies” – Picture captured in Evian Les Bains on November 14th, 2014.


 

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Wow. That’s all I can say

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  2. Awesome. That transition from filming the cat to missing the echo is great 🙂

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    1. Thank you for pointing out your favorite part, Fionn 🙂 I am glad you enjoyed it!

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    2. PS: Thank you so much for following the link and reading the whole text. Your feedback is much appreciated. 🙂

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