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July 16, 2015

Chasing the Sunset


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Even though it has been years since he is gone, still her eyes keep wandering towards the rising and the setting sun every day of the year.

She never leaves her house; “what if he comes in my absence?” is her fear.

Today the milkman saw her in the morning, the paperboy found her near the station strolling and the gypsy woman said she saw her waving a paper, crying with an awkward smile.

The man on the bicycle heard her mumble; she had his letter and intended to pursue the sun until it set.

Pity they felt for her, for the date on letter was before his death but blind in love and tired by waiting she had found her rescue in the sunset.

She probably will be in his arms very soon or else you may find her tracking the sun until the moon rises.


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18 comments

  1. Heartbreaking! SO good! I love the photo too! Thanks for linking this up! Its great...

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    1. Your words made my day! Glad you liked it. As for the photo The credit goes to the link I have posted.

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  2. This is wonderful! I agree with Ivy; the photo is perfect for this. She is teetering on madness.

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    1. Hey Dyanne, Thanks for liking the post. The prompts take the credit, I Guess.

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  3. I love the way you weave the words. The image of the woman through the words of those around her. I wonder what she is thinking and feeling. Poignant story.

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    1. Thanks for the compliment Val. Sometimes life makes even the wisest people ignorant as none wishes to see the ugly or think bad about people close to them.

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  4. You've told this well, i can feel her pain and deep longing.

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    1. It is indeed a compliment if you can feel through the words.Thank you. :)

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  5. talk about 'creating a mood'... damn! really draws you in

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  6. Absolutely heartbreaking :( And very real-ly imaginable.

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    1. I guess the lady in the prompt pic chose the words... ;)

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  7. Beautiful tale of love torn from her that altered her whole life.

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    1. Love is a two way sword... Isn't it?

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  8. Nicely done ~~~~

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  9. It's so sad. Nicely written.

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    1. Thanks. Sadness has several reasons wrapped under it.

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