When he started to understand the world, she became his first wish.
When he was done knowing the world, she became his last wish.
But alas, she always wished for someone else.
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An Author You'll Remember 
Poignant, perfectly worded.
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Janet! 🙂
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Terrible, I hope not! 😁
Awesome work 🙂
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Thank you so much for your appreciation, Aurora! 🙂
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Exquisitely managed,, down to pulsing cadence.
You employ perfect word usage, Mia, and you treat us to a sample every week.
Here you present Futility’s tragedy. She always was his universe, no matter whether “first” or “last,” yet thoughts of someone else made her soul rise.
How sad, particularly as we all have been there before.
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Thank you so very much, Keith for your encouragement! 🙂🙂
Yes, it was futile. But such is the heart. More than often, it wants the unattainable.
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Sure, Mia. Is that good or is that bad?
Settling keeps us from wasting life pining over what we never can have, yet it also tends to halt efforts to improve ourselves and the situation.
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It’s a mix, really.
Or if you really want something to happen, you go out there and make it happen. For that’s the least you can do.
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Short and so sweet. Touches the heart
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Thank you so much, Ashok! 🙂
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Pleasure Mia
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This does happen from time to time. Our hearts don’t always beat at the same level.
I like these tiny tale. We can imagine a world behind.
Have a good day Mia
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Thank you for your support, Marie! 🙂 I’m glad you enjoy them.
Thank you and wish you a good day too. 😀
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Sad for him. Well-written
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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