The Dinner TableA Story by Bardy(Completed November 29, 2017)
I sit here at our table tonight. An empty seat and bowl across from me. I wanted to do something special by letting you know I would have dinner ready for us. That way we can spend some much needed time together. Which I know I haven't given us because of the project at work.
You were suppose to be here at 7. Looking at the clock, its quarter past 8. I fear that my efforts are too late. It won't be nearly sufficient. You've decided to go out to dinner with him instead. Seems like I can no longer give you what you want anymore. My love isn't enough of a reason to make you stay. © 2017 Bardy |
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Added on November 30, 2017 Last Updated on November 30, 2017 AuthorBardyAboutYou will find all my posts are either random thoughts I've had, things I've had said to people in conversation, memories of the past or questions that I wonder about. more..Writing
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