The following is a compilation into a short story of #sixwordstories tweeted by @NomadWanderer and a few by @ShutterCrazy, copied without their permission :P but of course dedicated to them :).
Third person to He:
Hey! Where’d all your logic go?
We're all tattered faded jeans, fragments.
One look, she died inside repeatedly.
Tell her she’s lovely, say goodbye.
Too many stories, too many untold.
Don't forget to narrate your story.
He:
This feeling is hardly six words.
Quaking fingers could type no more.
Spent hours on food. Couldn’t eat.
Cigarettes, Diet coke and a lie.
I can love your imperfections.
I never meant to love her.
Her eyes never matched her lips.
Too many pictures & no memories.
She:
He promised he’d stay; he lied.
He walked away without looking back.
That one broke even my heart.
Now I want my heart back.
Beautifully breaking; forever aching; black heart.
Accidents happen deep within the soul.
His thoughts claw my numb skin.
Not even a picture for memories.
Tonight, I am everything I fear.
I am what you once were.
Then the broken heart stopped. THUD !
One lifetime down. None to go.
Third person:
Connect-the-dots with teardrop trails.
The music forever belonged to them.
-@DonAmit
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