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To forgetting and remembering

I could almost hear again the snow falling, landing softly on the cold concrete floor of that unknown alley. He was walking away from me, and I couldn’t help but to just stare at him, at his broad shoulders, and his slow walking gait as if something was paining him. I could almost hear him sigh every now and then.

He was walking away, and I had a vague feeling that he’s walking away from me.

I wished, even until now, that he would stop and turn so I could see his face. But he didn’t. He wouldn’t. He walked on and on, as I stared on and on until his figure vanished and melted and blurred with the vast whiteness under the night sky.

That’s my mind’s first memory and probably my heart’s last.

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#FWF Free Write Friday: Time and Place Scenario entry.

24 Comments

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    harhimmatsingka

    March 1, 2014

    Love. I don’t know if this is a coincidence… But I think our pieces connect somewhere…. Nonetheless This was beautiful. It was like I could actually imagine every detail like a movie in my head. Really nice work. Beautiful words. 🙂

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      Pink Woods

      March 1, 2014

      Yes, maybe a beautiful coincidence.. because i really love your pieces. 🙂 I did relate to it. Thanks!! 😀

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        harhimmatsingka

        March 1, 2014

        I love your pieces too….. Their plain honest and from the heart, with nothing to hide or no intention to deceive…. Loved this a lot. Thanks 🙂

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          Pink Woods

          March 1, 2014

          ‘..with nothing to hide or intention to deceive.” I say that’s how we should all live and write. 🙂

          • harhimmatsingka

            March 1, 2014

            Indeed…. I second that with all the sincerity I posses in me….. 🙂

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    Victoria K Gallagher

    March 1, 2014

    Your words really touched me.

    I want to say so much to you…. (maybe that’s all I need to say :`

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    buildingalifeofhope

    March 1, 2014

    Wow! The coincidence in both stories is remarkable. Very moving indeed!

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    b.l. ronan

    March 1, 2014

    Haunting and beautifully delicate….like the falling snow.

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    Mark

    March 2, 2014

    Nicely done, I felt the sadness of loss. Simple yet profound.

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    poetryshack

    March 2, 2014

    Wow. Your were words were a perfect fit. Seamless with the photo.
    Benjamin.

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    dorothychiotti

    March 2, 2014

    Oooh, powerful last line. Well done!

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      dorothychiotti

      March 2, 2014

      And not just the last line, of course, but that’s the one that sticks for me. 😉

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    Talicha J.

    March 3, 2014

    “I wished, even until now, that he would stop and turn” I think at some point we all find ourselves hoping someone else will turn back for us. Great work!

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      Pink Woods

      March 3, 2014

      Yes, i guess it is some kind of an innate desire we all have. 🙂 thanks!..

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    Kellie Elmore

    March 6, 2014

    While reading your words I was forced to “hear” them as almost a whisper. Something so soft about this, yet truly deeply moving. Love it! ♥

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      Pink Woods

      March 6, 2014

      That’s such a nice observation! Or I guess perception.. 🙂

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