Pocket stories #1

“Just look at him” she says.
I don’t have to.
The tone says it all.
Maybe someday someone will look at me with that kind of love; just maybe.
Just maybe they’ll get someone to look at me, voice filled with glazed awe.
So today I brace myself and look at him; hers.

Chatterboxerr©

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