Love Lost

You may have noticed that I haven’t been at Friday Fictioneers for a bit although it’s one of my favorite places to be. I felt like my writing had dried up. I don’t know whether it’s back or whether circumstances brought this story to me.

As always, I thank Rochelle for bringing us Friday Fictioneers, many thanks.

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Love Lost

I went to the bar, seduced him, despite my former proclamations. Yesterday a part of me died and I needed someone, anyone, and he was always available.

He cooked up his breakfast, none for me, ever, made a mess, left. Dishes in the sink, stains on the stove.

I think of my old dog, the one I set down yesterday, how he followed me everywhere, and loved me with liquid eyes. My heart emptiness after the doc injected him. How I held his paw, felt life ease away.

The wind shears. I bite my lip, hard. Toenails echo on hardwood.

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32 thoughts on “Love Lost

  1. I’ve been there too many times. Anything to pause the pain and fill that void for a little while. I look at Charlie and wonder how I’ll survive when she goes. She’s the perfect little creature, except for that incessant barking. I don’t think I can do it again.

    1. Oh, I definitely hear you. The pain is why it took so long to bring Sophie into our lives. Scout came into my life when I had three other dogs and then he was the only one and may have even enjoyed being the only one, something I can’t change now. The suddenness breeds disbelief and denial and I still expect him to be in his spots or bark. I’d better stop here….Thank you. πŸ’–

  2. That nails on the hardwood floor thing. yep. Every time I started to put my key in the door. Thinking of you, Sascha. It never gets any easier, except for it being easier to remember the good times.

    1. I’ve been making it a point to remember him on every day except that last. With it being so quick, I don’t see him in a lot of bad days, which happened with my other dogs. The suddenness makes it easier to see my happy guy. Thank you, Sandra. πŸ’–

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