Sherry

by / May 25th, 2016
Literature, Love & Relationships

I looked up at her and hesitated, before carefully approached her. She was hurt, I could tell. She was huddled in a corner, and her head buried between tucked legs. Her long mahogany hair shielding her face from the world. Leaning my face against her legs, I called out to her. I want her to know I am here for her. That she is not alone. Slowly, she reached out and pulled me into a tight embrace. It was a little tight, but I did not mind at all. She feels warm on my skin, and I can tell she really needs me right now.   The “she” whom I have been referring to, is none other than Sherry. She's a really busy person, and almost never at home with me. Even when she is, she stays glued to her phone. She means the world to me. She's shown me…

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