I wrote two shorties (calling them that, my rules) today and they're about love. Sort of. I mean, everything I write is about love in some form or another, but these two pieces are very special to me.
They're about real connections made in the absence of significant time invested to cement the good things a healthy relationship thrives on. They expand outside the bounds of romance – these pieces are about unfinished friendships, cords in the middle of being woven yet still pending in time's whim.