Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
There was a boy in a house next to mine. With a golden hair and freckled cheeks, brightest smile and kindest heart.
We were friends once.
Years went by and we changed. My braids got untangled and sneakers traded places with nonsensical shoes. His untamed hair lost its wild streak and his smile got misplaced somewhere along the way.
We were lovers once.
I watch you walk out of our home, crossing our lawn to your old house. Did you take our memories, too?
We are strangers now.
If you turn around, I’ll say it.
I still love you.