Writing Prompt

I don’t really get their relationship at all.

Kurt say’s he can’t view Maddi “that way” because of his religious beliefs. Has he forgotten I’m a telepath?

He tells me not too read his mind, so I try my best not too. But his feelings for her are so strong.

And Maddi tells me all she wants is to protect him, yet the things she says when she’s drunk are different.

They constantly fight and yet i...

From the parking lot, I could tell that the restaurant was as busy as it would be on a Friday night that also happened to be Valentines Day. I clasped my jacket closed, pushed pass the bitterness of the wind, and made my way inside. The sounds of chatter and clinking dishes greeted me while the host smiled and welcomed me in.

“How many?” She asked with the eagerness that only someone who enjoyed ...

I’ve only ever seen proposals in movies. Maybe I’m too young of an adult to witness one in real life. I think that kind of stuff is supposed to come in my thirties, when my friends finally find loves that last long enough to commit to.

Unfortunately, I’m in my twenties, the age where everyone tries a dating app at least once. And if you’re not out clubbing to meet someone new, then you’re probabl...

Weathered porcelain skin

Crimson lips strike

Sad eyes, black matte tears

I wonder what organ note is played

as each falls

Like each pump of a heart,

Everything’s caused...

Crossing through the line of traffic that day was the best worst decision I’d ever made. My eyes met a divine queen who was seated at the front seat of her black Porsche or in other words, her throne. I stopped and glanced at her for three seconds hoping she’d recognize me but she payed no mind. I didn’t know this woman but I can tell you everything from looking at her. She had the most translucen...

I watch as they walk toward the perfect, saturated sunset, hands linked.  He spins her around; she laughs as her soft white dress billows out around her.  A smile twitches at the corner of his mouth as she kisses his cheek.

It’s funny, I think, how everyone says that love like theirs is special, one-of-a-kind, though it seems to happen all the time to other people.  As a wedding photographer, I’v...

It was a bad time

But we always got through

And i remembered to say I love you

But maybe now I am too late

Maybe now Im not ok

Never wanted to say goodbye

Never understood why

See your face in every place

There’s dead flowers in the vas

Never thought you would leave

Never thought it would be me

Who do i talk to about these things

Watching happy people with new wedding rings

I don’t even know ...

I stop

They dance in the street

He can’t take his eyes off her

Sucked in by her presence

Could someone ever look at me that way?

Tears

A shattered mirror of reflection

I continue my stroll

The sound of their footsteps fade

Out of sight and out of mind

For nothing is more lonely

Than watching others fall in love…...

The hotel bar was class personified; shiny brass features, sleek leather seats, soft, low lighting. I sipped my tequila soda, the condensation on it running down the length of the crystal whiskey glass, gently landing on my laptop keyboard.

The allure of the soft jazz music and enjoyable atmosphere had been too much to resist when I had returned, exhausted, from the end of a long day of conferen...

I watched as a new person stepped onto the stage. The music started as she sang karaoke, it didn’t sound particularly lovely.

I noticed a girl, probably fourteen or fifteen, walking down the row of chairs toward me. Well, I thought toward me. She was walking behind my chair toward our parish’s group.

The girl immediately started to sing and dance with the others. Her voice was a little pitchy an...