smiles, the silk and the roses

This post is in response to 3 line tales- week 107

three line tales, week 107: diaries, roses and bobbins with sewing thread

“You will always be there, within me, with the same old fragrance that will never let me forget you ,but…”

“Distant yet Withering, drying and fading- all for you and still you say “but”? ”

“But..while you tear me apart every day , again and again , she just smiles- picking up my shreds, holding the chapters together and stitching me whole… again and again..”

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