Loser by jim vecchio Flash 100 writing prompt entry |
Charlie and I were a thing. Once. We met at the Bar Royale. I felt music in my heart anytime we touched. Loved. Before the accident. How could he ever desire a woman without her feet? I return to that bar each night, drowning in my misery. My only friend is Edna, blind since birth. Every now and then, I see Charlie peering at me, from the corner, with that dreadful stare. The look that pierces my heart like a thousand blades. Edna holds my hand, granting me strength to get through another moment. If only I had her eyes.
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