Longing

#12 – Sehnsucht/Dor

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His fingers caressed the silver pendant, slipping the dust free and letting it gleam in the dim light.  He hadn’t stepped into the room in over 2 years yet the ache that stole his breath returned, just as it always had.  “Move on” they’d urged him. “Find a new life.” And he had.  But here he stood and there it lay, and never had he wished for more.  He felt a hand on his shoulder: a kiss at his ear.  “I can’t help it,” he whispered, as he turned to leave.  His wife smiled gently.  “I know.”

(c) Tim Austin 2016

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