The phone rang. I glanced at the caller ID and answered worry clouding my mind. No one or nothing could’ve prepared me for the sound of your voice nor the anger and hurt spilling forth. My heart shattered into a thousand pieces as I stood unmoving, letting the words pierce my soul. Some say time heals; I hope they’re right.
|(Photo credit: Horia Varlan)|
It’s been awhile, hope you enjoy my contribution to Lillie McFerrin’s
If you’d like to take a stab at a great writing exercise, click on her link and join in the fun.
- Shattered thoughts (amnaam.wordpress.com)
- i am writing (brownpaperbaggirl.com)
- A Shattered Heart (pbhatz.wordpress.com)