I bite my lip as your eyes narrow in perceived deception. I smile, pressing myself against you with the hope you’ll forget what you wonder. My lips meet yours but only I feel the ring pushing against the denim of my pocket.
Category: microstory, yeah write
Mhmm. That’s like.. boom.
🙂 Hah! Thanks for reading!
Absolutely my pleasure. (notice, no commas.. that was on purpose.)
great stuff. I bet you could have made this into a single sentence, too.
This is a perfect example of showing and not telling. You did awesome!
Thank you Stacie!
That last line is masterful. The one word/symbol that opens our eyes to the whole story. 🙂
Thank you Jennifer! 🙂
Yes, what they said ^. This is SO good.
Thank you!! Y’all are too sweet 🙂
Your title is PERFECT. Means one thing when you start; means completely the opposite when you’re done reading.
Thank you Nate! 🙂
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