Bed

Aug 17, 2011 17:40

Bed
151 words about  letting go
note: I just had this thought when I was going to sleep last night err this morning...



He doesn't let anyone sleep on that bed. No one not even his family who once in a while stay for the night.

Then one day, his closest friend asks him why he won't let anyone sleep on that bed. Instead of answering his friend, he bows his head.

"It's because of that person, isn't it?"

"I can't bear to let another person sleep on that very bed, I just can't."

His friend stares at him, all depressed then releases a sigh.

"You know, you won't be able to meet someone new if you keep on holding on to someone who's already gone. There's no use of clinging to memories. If you want to forget, you just have to make new ones."

The next time his friend visits him, his friend notices new stuff on the bed. He smiles.

"It seems you have decided to let someone enter your life once again."

trying to be different, ideas dumping, last song syndrome fic, of random thoughts running around

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