I’m someone who’s either an over-sharer or is way too quite. But most of the times, I don’t like telling anyone how I really feel; sharing makes us vulnerable to number of questions and that isn’t something one look forward to when they’re overwhelmed. At times like that, I choose to write. I write those exact feelings in my mail drafts. Recently, I got to know that all those drafts I wrote seizing my feelings were called “Flash Fiction”. Never have I thought, I’d share it…
Here’s my share on shortest form of stories:
I once fell in love with a writer,
only to fathom why stories end after “Happily Ever After”
Do you still love him? I don’t know about Love but I end up looking for him in everyone I meet…
Why not tell him that? For someone who knew me better than anyone, he sure knows my agony.
She knew love well, Only because she was never loved.
Chose to let go; Only to save what was left!
You are “irreplaceable”… Little did he know, it wasn’t a choice!
She lost love to friendship but won at deception!
Little did he know, she thought he deserved better!
Do share your flash fiction with me in comment section here. I’d love to read it and share it with world (with your permission)!