Short Story Excerpts

Reading Between The Lines

Hi, stranger.

It’s been a while. I’ve seen you stealing glances from me, as if to let me know – I’m still here. I raise my eyes when you aren’t looking, but sometimes you catch me and I catch you…

What do I do? Do I smile? Do I look away?

I’ve been purposely avoiding you since then – I needed my focus and I needed a lot of time to sort everything out. I needed time alone. My sense of self and my sense of purpose were all falling apart.

But now I am here. Now I am in front of you.

Now I am not afraid.

Hello WordPress.

Is it too late to say, can we start over again?


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