“Before you give up, remember why you started in the very first place.”
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~ Elizabeth ~
‘Love,
A place,
A person,
A space in time.
Sometimes fleeting,
Sometimes flexible,
And sometimes,
Only sometimes,
Lasts more than a lifetime.’
I smiled as I read the words from a poetry collection I had found randomly in the hotel room.
‘Love is like a rose,
Beautiful and wonderful
When returned,
But when unreturned,
It thorns, stings,
Drawing blood.’
I shifted slightly on the beach bench, the wide hat on my head shielding my face from the sun. My outfit for the day was a three-piece, surprisingly comfortable, more than I thought it would be.
Mom had left earlier for a date with Luke. She’d asked me to come along, but I’d sensibly declined. The last thing I wanted was to be a third
