I meet him at that little bar up the road, my heart two skips ahead of me.
It’s been a while.
We smile broadly, it’s only polite.
Our words trip over each other until filled glasses come to our
rescue.
And we’re moving right along.
He speaks with armed teeth, a mouth of bullets as my hands grip my
drink clumsily and I hear them. Screaming. Becoming unwired. Pondering
the flesh below the curve of his spine.
My mind comes apart like fairy floss. Tongue lose, missing his salt and musk and I follow a late second.
I admit having turned to boys with noisy fingers and louder lips but
don’t mention my head having been far away, somewhere full of shhh…
and tree choirs, my arms outstretched and spinning so fast the world
became one big comet in front of my eyes.
I don’t wish to know who’s skin has been resting beneath his hands,
because frankly it still makes me feel sick.
Success stories outdo each other, achingly aware of their insignificance.
We sit there a while, my past and I, contemplating all the things we
left to the fire and I grow irritated and hurt at the lack of them.
I think how funny it is.
How funny to love and hate in such equal measures.
MissKristy
“My mind comes apart like fairy floss.” Yay, you found a place for it. Such a great line. This is actually my very fav Jess piece methinks. Every single line is just…shivers ...I literally have goosebumps.
Lisa Jewell
“Success stories outdo each other, achingly aware of their insignificance.”
I feel so sad reading this, dearest Jess…...
Roger Sampson
Sounds like an awkward unpleasant time to me. The what ifs – the why nots – but too much drama to fake it or even try. Super writing Jess.
Rog
yt sumner
ooh. this is so beautifully written.
so much empathy.
Herkissable
YES! agreed well written well done!
Paul Louis Vil...
With every new written piece you unleash, it’s like I’m watching a blossoming flower, the more I read the more intensely beautiful each gets, so much talent! :D
Jessica Tremp replied
oh…x
LocoCow
SImply adore the whole twist of the piece where the conversation just turns into a daydream and he isn’t even there anymore, I think we all have felt this @ some point and honestly it really sucks to come back to reality most of the time..LOL
Our words trip over each other until filled glasses come to our
rescue. LOVE THIS
Jeff Burns
Amazing writing this is fantastic Jessica. WOW
James Price
wow. nice work jess. I know exactly how you feel sometimes – I’ve felt these things before – even disappointment in myself that I didn’t feel worse about things when I know I should have.
Symmetry44
Perfectly written Jessica. Absolutely worded beautifully. I actually felt a woman I’d once loved and hated in the same breaths.
PensivePenguin
So eloquent. Beautiful, beautiful. (:>0|
Hien Nguyen
most of the time i don’t comment on your work.. but i do love them all, and this one especially. thanks for sharing!
mick8585
Ah Jess, sweet writing indeed. There is something mature in this outlook that bides well with me. You came out of this trumps me think.
Very efficient word use as well. Nice.
pauldrobertson
honest and exquisitely, powerfully put.
bellmusker
I agree with Kristy – I love that you found a home for such beautiful lines!
I admit having turned to boys with noisy fingers and louder lips.......this is my favourite part. Keep the notebook handy Liebchen, you’re weaving magic with its contents. X X X
Karen Cook
Your writing is so evocative and this is another wonderful piece!
N♥RIN ISM♥IL
great scene and very creative
aliw
i love this jess!
ghosts and lives and esctasy and sorrow. all at once.
you’ve written this oh so very well!
Christopher Ch...
yeah, agreed with everyone before, this is has an unbearable amount of feeling
Christopher Ch...
i mean, this has*!!!
vonnie1989
This is absolutely so, so, real, perfectly written!!
cisco
have read this many times over JT. And it gets better every time….visceral.
PR
Jessica Tremp replied
thank you Paul X
eclecticmind
You really are a sensational talent. Makes me ache.
gaylebaird
Your work is unbelievably beautiful Jess. I lose myself in your writing, and struggle to find my way back up.
vertigodog78
Very eloquent.
Zolton
I love your photos. Your writing suggests that you have met someone that I know. Ballsy stuff. And inspiring.
Jess Andrews
this makes my heart hurt