Short Stories

Please tell her I love her…

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From birth until now
She has had to fight
For her independence.

An emotionally distant father,
An emotionally abusive mother,
An entire childhood of low self worth.

Mental games, manipulation,
Blackmail, control tactics —
It’s a miracle she made it out alive.

Her battle scars
Are wrapped around
Her mind, heart and soul.

Forty years is a long time
To be in battle.
No wonder she’s tired!

I don’t pity her,
She doesn’t want or need that,
She needs my love much more.

It’s so easy to love her,
But she resists —
She thinks she needs to earn it.

When I tell her
My love is unconditional
She cries in humility.

She just can’t understand
How she deserves
Such an untethered gift.

She has gone so long
Without true love
She finds me too good to be true.

Her battle scars
Are her pride and joy
In them she has found character.

If only she knew
I’d happily fight for her —
If only she’d let me.

Sometimes I think she forgets
I gave my life for hers once.
Will you please tell her I love her?

Sincerely,
JESUS.

 

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Contents written: May 17 2016  |  Originally published: May 18 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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Short Stories

Strangers Collide…

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Her:
Hair pulled back;
Face fresh,  vibrant,  beautiful.

Him:
Tall, well-dressed,
Gentle eyes,  kind smile.

He held the door for her
Then tipped his hat
As he ushered her in.

She blushed delightfully
Then curtsied as she entered
To show her amusement.

He said,
“Hello and goodbye fair lady “.

She said,
” My good sir, I rather just say hello”
[ This is Part 1 of a series entitled Strangers Collide. See Part 2 here. Read entire series here]


Contents written: December 22 2014  | Originally published: December  23 2014  |  Copyright ©  2014-2016 Moylom Enterprises