Like crossroads Coby and James weaved in and out of each other's lives, brightening the mundane with a small smile from across the room, a light touch from fingers to shoulders, held eye contact from blue to green, or a hug that lasted too long. In the end, though, their fingers were just out of reach for the other to grasp onto and pull closer, a rift coming up between them and undoubtedly would rip them apart. They always had their intersections, though, bright eyes meeting or ghostly touches upon inked skin, vivid impressions becoming mere ideas, photocopies of the caresses. They'd always have that, but it would never be enough anymore.
Author notes
Keep Holding On.
Gender? I'm gender-confused, what're you talking about? Physiologically, I'm female, but I have the mindset of a guy. So, you choose ;-)
A contest entry
- Ten Minute -or less- Entries (You have ten minutes, don't ya?) by Taylor Renee.
350 points, ended December 15, 2007, 34 entries
Honorable mention
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
I'd appreciate feedback on this. Constructive criticism is welcome.
Comments
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This was amazing.
It was short, but not the kind of 'bad short' that leaves things out.
You captured so many emotions into just a paragraph.
Wow, still amazed. -
Wow.
I think this is absolutely terrific. Absolutely. (I don't use that word much
)
I really love it; for a few reasons. It's written beautifully, and you say sooo much in these few words. Something I really wanted here.
It also has a lot of....almost intimacy? I guess you could say that. It's deep in a different way, again what I wanted!
This is, over all, just an awesome entry!
Thank you so much for taking the time for my contest, and good luck!
xoxo
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Tay
P.S.: LOVE the author's notes!!! Thanks for following the rules!!!
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