Happy New Year! Bestest of best to you all! I’m back to Friday Fictioneers. And ever so thankful to Rochelle!
Hello, It’s Me
The grandness of exhibitions. Fluttery gossamer wings dancing in the wind.
I hear a song playing, “Hello, It’s Me.”
My daddy used to sing it to me when I had nightmares. I don’t know why. I think it’s a love song. Maybe it gave him comfort, after mum leaving us. Desolate. And, his voice, gravelly, strewn with emotion, gave me comfort.
Here now with Damon, who told me a few moments ago: “If it was going to happen between us, it would have.”
My heart feels still, yet dancing.
Love is like these veils flittering, filmy, unless it’s real.