To Fly

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Whenever I’d ask her about her hopes and dreams, she’d always say that she wished to fly. But women are not made for the skies. They must be grounded, sincere. That’s what

I

told

her.

She never wanted to hear it. She would brush me off, telling me that I didn’t understand. So

I

told

her

that she would never be happy until she learned to choose happiness. She discarded my advice like it was irrelevant to her. When, finally,

I

told

her

that I wanted to marry her, she laughed. She walked away as if she couldn’t hear me.

 

 

 

©2017 Heather Stephens

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