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I hope the tea still retained some flavor.
AS Tom Petty sang, “the waiting is the hardest part.”
This poem shows real love and patience with a long term relationship.
They can work…I was in a couple of them…eventually it became too much…but for quite some time, we hung in there.
I feel the emotion of this.
j.

Thanks Jacob much appreciated it’s really fiction for me but it’s more about grief waiting to see in next life
Great site loving it 😊 thanks 🙏

So wonderfully simple even if fictional.

Welcome aboard the Starsite Enterprise.

Ah, the active waiting while also having to move on with the life you still have. When you truly love someone, they stay in your heart forever, and you perfectly captured that here.

It’s funny how when they’re alive and they go to the store or some other mundane chore, some may never think about them. And yet when their departure is permanent we can’t get them out of our minds.

That awfulness of waiting Julie, and then the realization that it is permanent. Grief is all consuming, but eventually it softens. Life goes on, but how difficult it can be to navigate without a loved one. Relatable words.

Chris

Hi Chris thanks 🙏

Phenomenally penned, Julie. Great storytelling and the descriptive imagery really paints the picture. Excellent write. Welcome to Stars Rite! Appreciate you.

Damian

This is interesting. At the end of the story, it kind of reads like a spirit looking at its past. Their photo is smaller than yours, and the way you described the stars and looking down.

Without a doubt, you’re a brilliantly kind person, a comforter and adviser in one. You deserve a medal!

Maybe I’ll work on my poetry. Trouble is I have always loved poetry, one of seven children, our house was full of books and of many, there were hundreds of poetry and prose, anthologies, etc. Sorry, taking up your time.

Perhaps will pinch some of my poems from wc? Could, yes? Re.reading and selecting might nudge any hope of birthing new ones. Please say yes!!!

In my humble opinion, your style easily slides into any literary site. There is a taste of the esoteric, dare I say, almost eccentric to your wordscape. This reads like the diary entry of Vic & Bob’s weekend sister.

Regarding your communication with Fia above. Once we lose belief in ourselves, we just become caricatures of what we could have been (if that makes the remotest sense).

Brilliant work. Good to see you here.

Thomas! Yet again, many thanks for leaving such a welcome review. The word ‘brilliant’ smiles me happy! You’re always very kind, sir. Is good to see you here too. 🙂