Sunday, June 15, 2014

Too Far


After the fight he rode off on his bicycle in the dark. He pedaled on brooding all night, reliving every hurtful word as he went.
The sun rose before him its beauty melting away his resentment. He saw a phone booth ahead and coasted to a stop.
“Lilly? I'm sorry. Can you come get me?”

1 comment:

Kalpana Solsi said...

The rising sun gave him hopes and made him realize the hurt he had caused. A lovely simple write-up