Cherish

I cherished the sunset as you hid the flowers behind your teenage frame, enticing me to the scent of the blooming reds.

However, over the years, I couldn't feel the same aromatic essence of roses; perhaps I missed the scent of your freshly bathed body, the wet hair sticking out from under your cap, lurking somewhere in the distant corner.

I look at the sun today and it's hidden behind the clouds, of shame, despair and loss.

Ten years without you and the world has started rotating without me; can't you see how much I yearn for you?

I muster grit and dial his number.


This 5 Sentence Micro-Fiction is shared with Five Sentence Fiction and he Prompt is Cherish.