When we were eight, I pulled your hair.
I rotated in your orbit, one satellite among all the others. I bore their reflected brilliance until, at last, I drifted away, caught in the gravity of time. Entropy at work, or inevitability.
But the stars were so bright, the heavens clear on the night you found me. I let you weep your loss on my shoulder. I let you stroke my hair.
Ah, love, need I say it? You, only you, always you.
This post was written in response to the 33rd Trifecta Writing Challenge prompt:
Write a 33-333 word response to the following quote: “What I tell you three times is true.” by Lewis Carroll. You do not have to use the actual quote in your response, but you may if you wish.
I am lying in bed next to the one who inspired the last line, though the details were improvised. I had grand plans of completing the full trifecta of challenges, but alas, time got away from me. I have no photo, and barely a title, but I couldn’t pass up the 33rd prompt.
Christine Hanolsy 
Love the ending. This whole piece has that brilliance.
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Wow. The two references to hair are phenomenal pairings. My favorites are the opening line and this:
“I let you weep your loss on my shoulder. I let you stroke my hair.”
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Entropy and inevitability and love.
And of course the marvelous one who inspired you. Much love to you both from all the way over here.
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Aww, you’re a sweetie. 🙂 You know the ironic thing? I realized last night that she doesn’t actually read any of these. And this isn’t even the first I’ve written with her in mind!
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the last line was beautiful. the first line made me lightly chuckle. it always seems to start that way. haha
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Gorgeous. Brilliant and beautiful use of words. I love it.
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Glad you didn’t miss posting for this prompt at least because it is great. I love how it starts with the first line. I love the two lines starting with “I let you…” and I love the you, only you, always you. Reminds me of me & my husband. 🙂
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The ache here of someone who admits at last to love, true love (twue wuv) is so beautiful.
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Thanks, JQ! That’s what I was going for here.
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I thought this beautiful..
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