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Our relationship has the life span of a butterfly.
How?
At sunset we vanish.
But there’s tomorrow.
Only if you wait.
You’ll wait for me?
Of course.
How can you be sure?
[ changó ] / Foter / CC BY-NC-ND
Our relationship has the life span of a butterfly.
How?
At sunset we vanish.
But there’s tomorrow.
Only if you wait.
You’ll wait for me?
Of course.
How can you be sure?
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always leave a question … this was succinct summer but one which left me nodding yes to what you wrote.
Thanks RM. It is the possibilities that he question gives us that makes the whole thing interesting, I expect each reader will have their own answer. Yes?
Yes *nods* and *smiles*
This is so very sweet and delicate and innocent and important. “Will you be there for me?” is one of the fundamental questions that form the foundation of any relationship. Excellent take on the prompt!
Thank you for your response.
Nicely written! I love the question at the end. How can we be sure?
Thanks Janna, yes I agree how can we be sure? I think it raises a few questions about relationship.
The dedication is sweet. Thank you for linking up!
Thank you for your comment. Much appreciated.
Oh wow I really like this one. It reminds me of a short story I’ve written.
Thanks Draug, I appreciate your comment.
Touching. I ache after the question, “You’ll wait for me?” but then wonder after the last line, if that’s mistrust or yearning. Awesome!
Thanks for your comment. I am glad that the question has raised more questions for you.