Cut off from everything that makes sense.
It’s the little things that won’t let me forget, their association bringing the memories back like a show reel. Once it starts it doesn’t want to stop.
The pain still feels the same even after all this time, making my heart skip and a strange sort of adrenalin courses through my body.
Anger with nowhere to go.
Those calm waters are where I want to be but instead, I’m on the towering jagged rocks trying to climb down.
As part of the AtoZ challenge I am writing flash fiction of no more than 100 words. Today’s prompt was…
High and Dry
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