And then, he flees..


He arrives, enriching my mind, during the most unexpected moments. With his presence, I just forget myself and fall for him so shamelessly, so happily, over and over. Moments later I will be all alone and he, nowhere to be seen!

And I wait impatiently for his arrival once again, pledging myself not to do the mistake of letting him flee before I note down those thoughts. Until next time we meet, he will lay forgotten somewhere inside my head!

Five Sentence Fiction written for the prompt – Forgotten.


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