broken wings

short story of sadness (practicing)

She wasn't much to everybody but she did manage to put a smile on his face, quite the contrary she adored him. he was nothing without her always in moaning when she is away to some foreign land, saving lives, spreading the gospel of love but that was alright with him it gave him a sense of reassurance that he choose a dignified woman, he picked a well nurtured orchid betwixt the thorns.

24/7 she was always in his thoughts, sleep was foreign to him, as he sit up from his bunk bed then looked at himself opposite a slight cracked mirror he start to wonder "how can such  angelic being love the likes of him" that bothered him to the core.
she comes from a well-off dignified family, filled with prosperity, surely she did disappoint a lot of her family brethren when she choose him, its difficult to comprehend and the more he thought about it the more he doubts her true love for him "is she doing this to spike her family" No!! she loved him, no matter what, no woman can endure such, to spike her family, No way, that would be pure hell, he went back to his slumber of sentimental daydream of his dignified lover

*thinking*