PHOTO PROMPT – © Santoshwriter
As she sipped her coffee, he carefully combed and braided her silken strands.
“No-one ever pampered me like this, physically or emotionally; not even my husband of ten years.”
“You call this pampering? For me it’s just love, and this is the only way I know to love.”
“I envy the person who gets to marry you.”
“Who stops you from being that person?”
It’s been eight years since. Just like a morning dew drop he appeared in her life, moistened the sun burned path, taught her how to live and love and vanished like the dew drop vanishes with the rising day light.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by ever smiling Rochelle. This week mush overcame my mind !
Rest of the fictions are at the froggy link:
Abode of Horus 
Dear Horus,
To have found such love and then lost. You left me with a lump in my throat.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
There are so many of us, who stumble upon the chance and then miss it ! And I feel it might be a loss to both. Thanks for you comment
Indrajit
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Lovely story and nicely written. I’m not sure why he didn’t stay – she didn’t marry him?
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as a married lady, she had her own impediments!
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Ahha! I didn’t realise she was still married. That explains it.
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Oh, lovely and bittersweet. I hope she treasures the memory.
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Guess – we need to ask her! 😉
Thanks for your comment Sonya…
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This is beautiful and sad. We take good things for granted too often.
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yes – and before you realize they vanish!
Thanks for your comments 🙂
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Well, this brought a tear to my eye. You captured true love and extreme loss beautifully in 100 words.
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Thanks Alicia – glad that I was able to bring such emotions out !
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This piece packs such a punch in so few words: well done.
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Thanks for reading and your appreciation Mick !
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What a lyrical account of the life and death of a relationship. Beautifully done.
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Coming from you – I am honored. Thanks for such opulent appreciation 🙂
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A love story of a different kind–tender and wonderful. I enjoy reading about second chances.
All my best,
MG
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Thanks for reading and you comments MG
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Ah that’s sad they didn’t stay together.
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some are not destined to be together but treasure the time they were together I guess !
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A lovely one night stand. Some romances can never be.
This was beautiful.
Tracey
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Thanks Tracey ! But I feel they might have had more than just a one night stand !
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Oh so sad.. I guess the memory will always linger. Great use of the metaphor
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Thanks for reading and your comment Björn!
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I suspect, if I’m reading this as it was meant, although eight years may seem short, it may still be the best eight years of life – with much good to carry forward as a result of it.
Randy
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A lot of water flows under the bridge in eight years 🙂
Thanks for reading Randy !
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This is special, really special.
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Thanks Rosey for such “special” praise !
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Love found and lost…how bittersweet.
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🙂 thanks Lorna !
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This is very touching, demonstrating the effects even a fleeting encounter can have.
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Love has many effects ! thanks for reading and commenting !
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Beautiful. I loved this line, “…moistened the sun burned path…” Well done.
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Thanks for liking Sheila ! 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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Beautiful story of love, no matter how short. I’m sure the memory will live on for a long time in both their hearts.
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Memories are hard to erase – especially when they are connected to heart. Thanks for your praise Ula !
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So sad. They were meant for each other. Lovely imagery.
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They might have been – or may be his role was just to make sure she is back to living, and disappear as the dew drop ! Thanks for your nice comment Margaret! 🙂
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