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Numbers
Story written on May 7, 2012 by kins40.
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Sighing deeply, Tina dropped her head and let it rest for a minute on the door-jam. Her hand was gripping the copper doorknob. She had wanted to open that door, but had not mustered the courage to do so.
17 months… 17 whole months and a handful of days, she had read somewhere…. 17 months is how long she was expected to endure this pain before she could expect to finally get over their break up. It was an average of course but she knew that somehow her purgatory would last a whole lot longer.
A lifetime perhaps of trying to forget how she used to listen to her heartbeat as she laid her head on her chest, how she used to feel safe when she felt her arms around her comforting and strong, how she was loved and treasured like in a dream. She would miss laughing with her, dancing with her, being annoyed by her and crying with her. Having not to say much at all and simply being there with her, staring up at the sun-drenched ceiling or into her eyes watching her long lashes blink away the bright sun.
Being here was excruciating torture, but Tina realised that she needed to be here where the memories of her were still strongest, where her presence still lingered like the faint perfume she had always worn. The flowery fragrance of pale bloom which suited her so well.
Tina realised that she needed to be here, in her ghostly presence because this was better than thinking that every time she turned around she could see her.
24.
Bette held the little object between her thumb and index finger, and rolled it slowly between the pad of her fingers, to the left and then to the right.
She was surprised at how small it was but she knew it would fit perfectly around the finger of the equally perfect woman she was going to place it on.
The ring sparkled in the lights of the room, Bette was standing in, a thin metal band crafted out of the purest 24 carat gold. She smiled and replaced it in her pocket when she heard the music start.
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Thank you. Thank you Thank you. It was just so beautiful. You are amazing.
I love your writing,thank you for this wonderful stories.PPS
You are one of the best. Thank you kins40.
Amazing, the first one was hot the second one was so heartfelt and sad and the third was just beautiful
Delightful. Thank you.
Thanks Kins for another amazing update! :-) I hope you are not only feel much bette, but also feel much Tina, and absolutely feel much bette(r)!! ;-) lol… Sorry! I can’t help it! It just pop when I read your A.N. :-p yup, migraine is so annoying and disturbing! Try not to be too stressed out as it can be the trigger. Please take care my dear friend! :-) and thanks for your dedication and kindness in sparing your time to write and sharing your marvelous talent even though you are not feeling well! I do appreciate that! :-) Oya, I don’t fancy 17 as it throw me back to s3 which is not a happy place :-( 1 is so cute and witty and 24 is so beautiful and heart warming! ;-)
Love, love all of it. ..I even love the one who made me sad… thanks Kins40.
😉👍 only youuuuuuuuuuuu can make all this world seem bright. Even with the sad posts. Thank you K 😘
Beautiful as always. Thank you!
So beautiful!! Hope you are feeling better, Kins!
That was just simply beautiful. Thank you and just wonderful writing. Love it and thank you again.
Amazingly beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
Yippee! More numbers :) I just love the way you set a scene Kins – especially ONE and 17, where the outcome isn’t revealed until the end. Takes patience and skill to pull that off and you do it so well. BRAVA! iHH xx