Category: Drabbles
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(Drabbles) – Burned Out – 1,024 words
([A/N]: I posted this as a goodbye to someone back in May, but I took it down. Since I doubt I’ve as much as crossed her mind in months, I figured I would post it as a final goodbye to her and that part of my life. It’s not my best work, and generally my […]
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(Drabbles) – Remember Me – 480 words
Do you remember me? Remember how I used to kiss you just to taste the sugar on your tongue? Remember how I used to kiss you awake? Remember how I used to kiss your neck to get your attention? Remember how I could never just let you go with just a peck on the lips? […]
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(Drabbles) – Banks – 542 words
And no matter what I do, I can never find a place where this feels right. I’m in a place in my life where I’m finally ready to leave all that I want behind, but my love, I wanted to bring you with me. Maybe your promises and our kisses were always meant to be […]
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(Drabbles) – Fire – 535 words
You’re sitting in your bedroom with the girl that you love. She’s trembling and shy in the privacy of that room, and your thoughts are coming slow under the weight of fear. You know that she loves you but there’s always been walls behind you and the people you care about. A blurry line where […]
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(Drabbles) – Love Language – 380 words
There are so many ways to tell someone that you love them. There’s love in the desperate need of a kiss. There’s love in the smile when you see each other. There’s love in the way you hold them close, love in the way that closeness feels like home. There’s love in the anchoring warmth […]
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(Drabbles) – Finding Faith – 198 words
My love, the only place I have ever found any faith was within you. The only place I ever tasted divinity was on your lips, your skin, your smile. The only hymns that ever seemed fit for a God were the ones that spilled from your mouth when my hands and lips were on your […]
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(Drabbles) – Bloodied and Bruised – 267 words
I bloody my skin. It is a desperate act. I open bloody wounds that stain my clothes and my hands as a way to let myself breathe. But I feel no better when I see the crimson stains. Is my blood not enough? Am I not enough? Am I even worthy of being enough? I […]
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(Drabbles) – Our Bed – 673 words
({A/N}: Drabbles are basically the writer’s catch-all word for shorter pieces of writing. My definition is pieces of my writing that are very very unpolished and don’t quite fit the short story category. I’ve written more than a few over the years, but the last few months have actually let me turn out some that […]
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