Your heart gave out. Still can’t fully explain it, but my heart stopped working, too. Yours no longer beats; mine can love no other. One of us breathing; one of us not… And yet somehow, the results are the same: two hearts died that day. I remain single, yet taken.
Alyce Clark was so awed and inspired by the stories of others, she decided to write them for herself.
I like it, Alyce. Bittersweet is tough to catch in so few words.
Poignant. Truly lovely.
Tender and timely.
Beautiful writing.
So sad, but beautifully done!
Your words express a depth of meaning to the sense of “love” and “loss”, and you brought the two together in a very heartfelt way.
WOW! just amazing, gobsmacked by the power evoked in so few words!
Wow, thank you very much!