The fleeting white clouds
remind me of flyaway relationships
changing shape, color and place.
The pain disappears with time, but uncertainty hurts
What if they return some day?
Inspired by In Other Words, flyaway
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Uncertainty
The fleeting white clouds
remind me of flyaway relationships
changing shape, color and place.
The pain disappears with time, but uncertainty hurts
What if they return some day?
Inspired by In Other Words, flyaway
Image: pixabay.com
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Well said. Gave me something to ponder. I never looked at the clouds like this. It does seem there are those relationships that are flyaway like clouds and they can hurt. Thanks for sharing with In Other Words.
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Thank you so much!
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I like the metaphor. Nice.
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Thanks!
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Nice ending. I like this.
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Thanks!
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