Five Sad Love Stories
I
That was the first time his hand touched hers, and the last.
II
The best years of my life, she thought as she looked back at what had been her home for one last time.
III
Alone in his cell, he realised he had given the passcode to the wrong girl.
IV
And this is where their story ends, she thought, before it has ever had a chance to begin.
V
She was someone else’s wife now and he was that man’s best friend and that was all right.
GloPoWriMo Day 11 - monostichs
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