Bubbles break and disappear as they appear. Sometime some people are like that. Good piece.
I love the way you associated this with bubbles.
sounds like the tamil poetry type andhadhi - which has paras of poetry where the ending word of the first para will be the beginning word for the next para and so on and the last para will end with the first word of the whole poetry.good one.. it flowed with ease..-Aiz.
What to keep and what to throw away. Quite a dilemma.Journey to...
When in doubt, take a photo :) beautifully written!
I love how you wrapped the narrative back around, then gave it a twist. Really love this part:'jealousy got younowhere, but broke us-did you ever care?'
But you didn't throw mine away, did you?
Sounds like green bubbles to me. Love it!!
Very well done! I liked the flow...
Neat analogy with the bubbles. I like this one Guatami.
good !! some people deserve to be thrown !
why keep those who won't keep you? I like it.
I love the way you paint a picture of someone going through a card album! I could see every moment of it and feel the emotion. And I also like the way you constructed this by using the last word of one paragraph to begin the next. Very cool!
Hmmm de irony that m goin thru this same situation....its a bad feeling