Tuesday, 26 April 2016

A Long Delayed Reply

The message was sent, eventually. She had spent days aching over the wording, needing to make sure it was perfect, then weeks agonizing over if she should send it at all, and then the seconds after it was sent regretting it and trying desperately to get it back.

The days that passed saw her confidence rise and fall, every day was a new emotion, a new thought.

When it became weeks, confidence became fear. When it was months, resignation set in.

It was years later when the reply came.

It was a rejection, but she’d forgotten about it by then.

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