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priorities
'It's all a matter of priorities' he said to her as he averted her gaze. In the last five years, he had been her only priority. 'You've changed', she whispered. 'People don't change, priorities do' came the cold reply from the stranger besides her.
armor
Her indifference armored her from the cruelties of the world.
figured
You know how you have those friends who you think have it all figured out? Love, family, friends, career, their personal goals? Well they don't. They feel lost like you do and confused like you do. Their problems are different from yours in shape, size and intensity. But you know what they have in common with you? They show up, just like you do.
rocket
There's this pizza they serve at tertulia which has rocket spinach on it. It's something I hadn't ever tasted before and if you haven't either, let me tell you it tastes quite like wild shoots. They sell it like it is something exotic, but let me tell you it is absolutely not.
fed
She fed him colored lies and treachery. He fed her obnoxious love and beautiful promises, in equal quantity. The only difference was, hers was a huge appetite.
direct
her palm tightly wrapped around his index finger, he felt her fear pulsate as he directed her to their mother.
grief
Grief has pale white skin and wide vacant eyes. She wears a black veil and whispers into the night. She crawls under your skin and invades your heart. But fear not as grief, grief too shall pass.
watch
He gifted her a red plastic watch on her 10th birthday. She reached out to a box in the attic and found it again, on her 70th. It looked the same, except the color was a few shades lighter.
forest
Her body was like the scented pine forest he would wander around as a child. Ever so often, he'd find new pathways and sometimes get lost.
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