Love is the finest thing in the world, he thought. Until it dies.
It had been flattering, at first. She was lovely, enchanting, sylphlike. Tall and willowy, delicate of face and feature, graceful as a tree bending in the wind. He'd looked at her and thought: dryad. And so when she sat down across the table and asked if she could join him, he was
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So yeah. Well done.
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Glad you appreciated this piece. Thanks for coming by!
cheers,
Phil
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Well written.
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Thanks for dropping by, as always!
cheers,
Phil
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Thanks for the comments!
cheers,
Phil
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There are a couple from my own life that might give it a run for it's money.
Well done here...I was twitching by the end of it.
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I wish I could say this was entirely fiction but sadly it is very loosely based on the relationship of a friend of mine. He dated a girl who became very very clingy very quickly. Fortunately it never got anywhere near this bad.
Thanks for coming by!
cheers,
Phil
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Her idea of 'let's get married" had me screaming at the page, "RUN Boy!. RUN for your life!"
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Her response? "We can make this work". I mean, good grief.
cheers,
Phil
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