
We used to sit in those chairs. Sharing the clouds in our coffee. Our friendship, solid as a rock — us against the world.
Ha! The mental agony you left behind as I grip for a reason. Did I do something wrong? The question haunts long after you’re long gone. A ghosting byproduct. The shadow of you made home in my psyche. My mind is as empty as those chairs. Unintentional self-preservation. Your shadow, a reminder to withdraw.
All shadows shrink with exposure. I shine the light on ours and invite others to occupy those chairs — the birth of laughter and new friendships.
~*~
Note:
The shadow is a psychological concept. The concept of the shadow is complex, but to grossly simplify, the shadow is a person’s repressed feelings and is expressed through unintentional behaviours. Of course, the shadow in this story can also be read poetically. Reader choice.
That is quite lovely, Tannille
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Thanks, N. 😀
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The sad emotional loss is prominent. The sentence; “Sharing the clouds in our coffee.” perhaps foreshadows the break up, although this is contradicted from a one-sided point of view. I enjoyed reading tis.
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Or clouds in our coffee could mean tears. However interpreted, it’s not rainbows or sunshine that’s for sure.
Thanks, J.
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Dear Tannille,
Being ghosted can be one of the most painful experiences a person can know. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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It’s the not knowing I think that eats at people’s psyche. Makes it difficult to move on.
Thanks, R.
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Good story this week.
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Thanks, B. 😀
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Wonderful last line, T!
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There are always stars in the sky if one looks. That’s been my approach to darker stories.
Thanks, L.
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YW, T.
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Sharing the clouds in our coffee is a wonderful, soft phrase followed by the harder phrase, solid as a rock. I’m glad this story ended upbeat and hopeful.
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I think it’s important to keep trying after being hurt. We can be blinded to new good friendship opportunities.
Thanks, A.
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Hey A, did the tech goblin do something to your entry this week? No story is on the link and comments are closed.
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Nice piece and good advice too about not only letting go but filling the space with something new.
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I think we get a bit stuck sometimes. A happy life is hard work. 😀
Thanks, D.
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A delightful story with an interesting footnote.
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Thanks, K. 😀
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After being hurt deeply, it is difficult to move forward without self-protection and opening ourself up for future pain. She is making the right steps though. Beautifully written, T!
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Absolutely. I think someone of us close off without realising its.
Thanks, B.
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This is written very poetically, I love it ❤️
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Thanks, A! 😀
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Glad she is finding a way to move on. Well done.
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Moving on from hurt is challenging.
Thanks, A.
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nothing lasts forever. sad to say, even friendships have their expiration dates.
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They do. It’s sad, but there are new friendships to be forged.
Thanks, P.
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Haunting. No pun intended. Maybe a little one. I read that somewhere they’re trying to make ghosting someone illegal for the mental suffering it causes. It seems like an interesting concept, but I don’t know how they would enforce it or what the penalty would be.
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Policing ghosting… the new Ghost Busters? I’m with you, I’m not sure how it would be enforced. Education is probably the better option.
Thanks, N.
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Proton packs, obviously. Zap ’em!
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Poignant.
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Thanks, D!
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Beautifully done!
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Thanks, N!
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Loved this line: The shadow of you made home in my psyche.
And then read your note and loved it more and learned something too!
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It was a revelation for me discovering the shadow. 😀
Thanks, TOL.
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Wow. Beautifully written. I like the clouds in the coffee, too. Well done.
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This story came out of nowhere… ok fib, I had a thought of a former friend when I saw the prompt. We drank a lot of coffee together.
Thanks, F.
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Same thing happened this afternoon. I’d written a story last night for the prompt and that was that…or so I thought.
I was at the supermarket and a simple short convo with the lovely checkout lady…are they still called that??….
And boom.. my Muse tackled the parsnips and Table for Two resulted. Crazy eh.
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It’s cool how we can take these sort of details that pop up and create something with them. Something out of nothing. 😀
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💯! That’s how most of my ideas start, sometimes with a few words or a snippet I have seen on TV or in the street. 😀
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