Dear John,
You’ve loved me fiercely but blindly. You’ve traveled the world for me. You have given me everything a gal could ask for. But not once have you stopped to ask me what it is I want. Your love comes with a price of impossible standards I could never imagine to meet. And oh how it wears on me as the days pass.
I want to be your trophy wife, if only to show my love for you. But I was not born to sit on this pedestal you’ve placed me upon.
So my sweet John, it’s time to walk away. Our inkwell has emptied before the words on the page have even begun to dry.
All my best,
Your darling
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Flicker of Inspiration Prompt #25: Photo Prompt!
What's she writing? What will she do with it when she's done? Take this anywhere you can imagine, but don't take it in the most obvious direction. Come back next Sunday to link up!
(It's not too late to write your post and link up.)
Love this! What a creative take on the photo. I can almost hear the disgust in her words. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteWay full of awesome!!
ReplyDeleteLove! I can feel the venom coming from her pen-this is amazing!
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