Love in the time of 50 words

50in

Meet – Talk – Walk – Eat – Talk – Kiss – Leave

Meet – Kiss – Talk – Walk – Kiss – Sleep

Kiss – Eat – Talk – Kiss – Sleep – Leave

Meet – Kiss – Sleep – Eat – Kiss – Leave

Meet – Kiss -Walk – Meet the parents – Eat – Argue – Leave

Meet – Kiss – Talk – Kiss – Argue – Marry

Fiction in 50 by thebookshelfgargoyle

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. gargoylebruce
    Mar 09, 2014 @ 01:53:12

    Haha! Love it – very creative (and true!). I dread to think what might happen if you’d had a few extra words to play with 😉

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  2. evamarasca
    Mar 11, 2014 @ 21:16:30

    Thank you! I think in this case the 50 words were more than enough 🙂

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