10 Jan

Premonition It was December 3rd, 2017. You told me you loved me, and I couldn’t say it back. We had a good run. Seven months of okay brunch dates and mediocre Netflix dates and average naps. I took out my notebook and read our breakup poem out...

00:24 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18
10 Jan

#1:   “WAIT!” My cry split the early morning silence with surprising intensity. She turned, already halfway down the hall. “What?” “What if I told you I love you?” Her deadened eyes found mine. “Love is freedom, not a lasso. Don’t use it like one.” She walked on, having seen through me.   #2:   The...

00:23 / MAS / Storywriting / Winter 18