I thought you loved. You left.
2. I reached. Fingers brushed. Warmth built.
3. Cloud of angry words. Still standing.
4. Finger guns shoot... red blood runs.
My favourite six word story is Margaret Atwood’s, but I think Hemingway’s is more famous.
makes the heart
everything I've loved
You were the last straw.
I'm not single, but I'm alone.
Six word story
loneliness is easy.
*being alone is the worst thing.
you were a mistake worth making
Slept alone, awoke to familiar eyes.