The first kiss tasted sweet
His hands were gentle and felt great
Here is the end still she gets no relief
He always leaves when the deed is done
What about her or does that even matter
There she stands alone in the mid of night
No relief shall come only emptiness is left
Was she desperate or was she in love
Hard to tell when he's never around
She felt used like the bed sheet
Was she the same as a sheet
Only there when needed
She's all alone now
Left to wonder
Left to think
Left alone
Author notes
Prompt # 3: Awakening Hope
Artist Credit: http://sophie0305.deviantart.com/art/awaking-hope-133691068
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Comments
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goood write i really like it, kinda scares me though, better sleep with one eye open
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interesting take on the prompt. liked the way you compared her to being like a bedsheet...i liked that. nicely done.
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Amazing form. Bravo.
Good expression too.
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