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Challenge Drabble for October 2018's the topic is Books.
316 String Theory drabbles written — and counting.
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Tasha
by Colette
Is this what it feels like to be loved?
Was the mirror a delusion, or am I deluding myself?
She's my mirror; soft and shy, awkward and adorable, her smile makes me melt.
I look in her eyes and I see the girl I was, and I just want to hold her so close.
She my mirror; rebellious and tense, sensitive and sweet, her kiss sent a chill down my spine.
There's so much to love but so much to lose, I'm terrified of breaking her heart.
I just wish I could tell
Without this uncertainty
Which one
I mean
Sable
by Colette
She's fire and sparks, heat and energy, burns you up and spits out the ashes. But what a magnificent fire it is when it's lit.
Fire consumes, but it also lights the way, and even in consuming a part of my naivete she showed me something in myself I couldn't see.
She's arrogant and brash, not very classy, but no one had ever said the things about me she did. Even if she just wanted something in return; fair price.
Opportunity's past and she's following behind, and I don't know if I like the way the flames are chasing me.
Tamara
by Colette
She and I stand back to back.
She's always looking ahead at what's coming our way, and I'm always looking back and wondering what could've been.
I see that the grass is greener on the other side, and she sees how the grass will be green where there's only soil.
She saved my life and I still don't know why, but it's because I just can't understand the way she thinks. She's an obsession, a mystery, a love and wound; it feels amazing when she smiles at me.
I wish I could see what she sees.
In someone like me.
Ravens
by Colette
In celtic mythology, ravens carry souls of the dead to the afterlife.
I read that in a book once; a raven I saw at the Lighthouse reminded me of it.
It was funny, it had a colorful bead necklace in its beak, the strap was broken. It sat there, watched for a long time, pecking on the glass to come in; It shouldn't.
I watched him, he watched me, and after a while he left; leaving the necklace behind.
I decided to keep it. Maybe that raven was someone I loved, come back to say goodbye?
It's a sweet thought.