We used to sit together and watch as the clouds rolled in from across the mountains.
I remember thinking that we would be sitting there, together, until the end of days.
But that wasn’t the case.
One day I sat there and I waited butte never came.
Without saying a word.
Devastated I spent many years trying to find her, or someone like her to take the empty space next to me as I watched the clouds rolling in.
But I could never find her.
And now I’m old and I’m still sitting here, in the exact same spot watching as the clouds come rolling in from across the mountains and I wish she would still be here, sitting next to me.
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Categories: flash fiction