Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Just Another Day

She rises for another day, her solitary thoughts forever frozen, picturing their hands clasped together at the table, two steaming cups between them.  

He had always loved his coffee.

The morning sun is streaming through the window, brightly illuminating the empty carafe.



  1. It made my heart hurt. An empty anything makes my heart ache.

  2. A woodle melodrama with your café. Good job with mood.

  3. This is sad. To miss that normality that so many of us take for granted. This is really sobering.

  4. So sad. Its the little things we miss the most. ♥


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