Today, Kate’s short story is ending.
It was an amateur trial of writing an impossible, un-understandable, and painful love in the form of short text and poems. I am not claiming that I have written a good piece, but I have written some interesting sentences, interesting phrases while working on it; so I am happy with them. I have been inspired by many different events and people while writing it, for which I am grateful. Yet it is time to let it go.
There must be a better, happier, lovelier, healthier story waiting somewhere to be written; it is time to start looking for it.
Kate’s short story – LXXXIII