Desire

Desire

She wanted to caress that bicep.

It didn’t really matter if the world was already tilting away from her fingers, or that the chilly air couldn’t cool down her warm face. It didn’t matter that on the other side of the park from where they sat was a young couple, probably no more older than eighteen, sitting hand in hand, with the girl leaning her head upon the boy’s right shoulder.

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Haunted

Haunted

→ Fiction assignment written for Memory and Place Literature class, 2013/5/19

Haunted

        “You’re too stressed out.”

        “Stop overthinking everything.”

        “If you can’t understand what my job means to me, we’ll never get through     this.”

        “I can’t always be your happy sun, even I have my emotional moods!”

        “If you don’t open up to me, I’ll disown you for good!”

        I stare at their backs. I could not see their faces.

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