Love was a strange, fickle thing, she mused.
It wouldn't show its head for years, before appearing out of nowhere and grabbing you by the ankles, refusing to let go. And you couldn't flee from those feelings, oh no. Somewhere along the way, she could only assume, they had learned to travel too.
And so she found herself staring wistfully out of a window, granting herself this one moment of indulging in the love flowing out of her every pore.
And while she did, she could only hope that some of that love made it out of her system, and travelled all the way back to the other end of the galaxy.
A/N: Inspired by the song "Wish That You Were Here" by Florence + The Machine.
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Tiny Stories
Short StoryA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
