wait for me.

carI felt uncomfortable with drizzle—if it would rain, it needed no introductions. It was a quiet battle, waiting for its turn to kill. The kiss of the cloudburst gestured thunderstorms upon the calm waves of the sea; it never meant to put me in peace.

You caught me at the wrong time. I did not have any minute explain as you stormed out of the room. I slipped in my jeans and grabbed my trashed shirt when I heard your car roared to life. I sprinted to the door, drowning the voice of my screaming mistress, and towards the front yard.

I was about to open my car’s door when the drizzle began; a few minutes after, it began to rain hard. My feet stilled as I turned my head to the gray skies. I snatched my phone and called you; the operator spoke.

Do not leave me, I whispered. Take care of our child.


Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

let me hold your words before you leave;

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