She carried his image like a cherish photograph- a handsome man dressed in a soft, faded sweater, blue jeans, and loafers, standing on the beach in a seaside town on the last day of November. The sky hinting at something brighter. There was hope but no chance. The sun mournfully hid behind the clouds. The seductive and perilous waves tried to shake the image.
The image would not fade. It was the eve of the other life she would never live. In the years to follow, she would return, her heart trying to translate what was never meant to be. Her singular salvation of faded dreams and a man she loved well once, lost to the seasonal tides of life and the fatal missteps of fate out of time.
-Tosha Michelle
Everything I Never Told You 
I like his outfit. It seems very comfortable. 😊
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Ha-ha. Thanks for making me laugh. Writing this one put me in such a melancholy state.
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You’re welcome! I’m happy I could help!
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😎💕
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It reads like a Fitzgerald tragedy. Beautiful melancholy. xo
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That’s one of the nicest compliments you could pay me. Thank you xo
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You’re welcome. Your signature is there as clear as can be. But your love of Fitzgerald comes through as well. It’s an outstanding piece. Love.
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Thank you. Thank you. Lots of love xx
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I can feel the regret and remorse…
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Thank you for reading and commenting. I’m glad those emotions came across
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You’re welcome 🙂
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Wait for the time alignment, she will meet him again
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You’re so lovely! 💕
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Aww thank you, I only see the best we can be
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That’s a wonderful trait to have. Never lose it.
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💕
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Sliding doors, different paths and waves of change. A lovely heartfelt piece of writing Tosha.
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Thank you. What a lovely comment xx
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My pleasure Tosha. xo
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I believe you have many true loves that are slightly offset by time and circumstance. I do love the melancholy of your lyrical spirit.
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Thank you. It’s something I can’t seem to shake x
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Beautifully sad (is that a thing?)… so full of emotion. Such wonderful writing.
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Thanks. I think beautifully sad is not only a thing but a state of being. xx
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The sun mournfully hid behind the clouds.
Soon I would understand why.
That’s the tear jerking Tosha, we’ve all come to know and love.
Often life is like a day at school, somedays are hard, and unfair. Yet, we learn, we feel, and we return to love again.
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That’s beautiful xx
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Her heart trying to translate what was never meant to be…I know that feeling all too well… so glad I’m married now!
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Absolutely brilliantly crafted last sentence! Super!
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Thank you. Very kind💕
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Heartfelt poetry! Love it 👌
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Thank you.
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Such intense feelings!! Loved it!
❤ Dajena 🙂
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Thanks xx
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Tosha that is just so beautiful!!
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Thank you. I hope you’re having a lovely afternoon in merry ol England xx
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It has been a very hectic weekend here in merry olde England!! How is it where you are ? xx
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You take care. It’s dreary here. I don’t feel well. Hoping for sunshine and better health soon.
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I am so sorry, what’s wrong. I do hope you feel better very soon. xxxx
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Just a bit sick to my stomach. It will pass. Thanks for caring xx
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I do hope it does soon 😃 I do care.xx
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Thanks xx
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so powerful and very moving, Tosha! Heart ache and longing are some of our strongest wellsprings, as writers. You share this experience beautifully. ❤ lots of love, Poetess!
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Thank you. I agree. My muse only seems to really thrive in the throes of melancholy and yearning. xx
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Been feeling one inside of me too lately. Been resisting writing it though. It’s already a grey and nasty weather day here.
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You know it will find its way out eventually. Sometimes we have to sing the blues to find the high notes again.
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Yes Ma’am. 💙
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😑💕
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Wonderful as let’s be honest always ha. There was chance but no hope is a phenomenal turn of phrase.
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Thanks, Mr. Man x
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This is a great lyrics that give a shot in a good way in my mind.
It sends a big thank you.
ARIGATO !!
Ryoma.
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Thank you kindly xx
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Beautifully sad. Some of us carry these images forever, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Lovely write from a most lovely heart. Please have a wonderful Friday. ~ Mia xo
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Thank you. You always get me. Happy Friday xx
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You’re welcome and thank you. 🙂 xo
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💕
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Heartfelt writing very nice my friend 🙂
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Thank you xx
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This is beautifully written. The pain and sadness carries very well. thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for reading xo
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My pleasure
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Well done.
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Thanks xx
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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Thanks xx
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🙂
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Ah. Reading your writing always makes me happy—even when it’s melancholy.
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Thank you! I’m glad xx
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It can be very difficult to accept that which isn’t meant to be 😦 Or at least that which didn’t work out the way we wanted it to.
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Yes. Sometimes the heart and the head can’t seem to reconcile.
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I’m afraid so 😦
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Hugs 💕
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I think I saw him just today – does he have blue eyes by any chance? 🙂
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Hmmmm
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If I see him again, shall I tell him you say ‘hi’? 🙂
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No, just give him a shy nod
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Will do. He’ll like that.
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😃
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You really place the reader there with you. I can see and feel it. And we wonder of past loves, do they make those same journeys across time and space. Do they also remember…?
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I hope so! It’s nice to be remembered
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Seems that men aren’t often as eloquent with matters of the heart as women. Nonetheless, the memories remain.
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That’s pleasing to know.
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