She Gets The Flowers, Right?
a short microfiction journal-like fiction story
She gets the flowers, right? No hesitation. No question. She probably didn't even have to ask... to beg... for those pretty little petals to arrive in her hands. All she had to do was bat those pretty lashes, flash a smile wider than the Pacific Ocean, and you just couldn't help yourself.
I got the excuses. I got the heartbreak. You got to use me to learn... for her. Those excuses, the heartbreak you used on me; she'll never have to deal with, right?
She gets the flowers, right?
About the Creator
'Lissa Stufflestreet
I'm just a daydreaming college student who's been manifesting becoming a writer since I was five. I never stick to just one writing genre (and typically write dark content). | she/they
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