Holding Hands Alone Together #Fridayreflections #fictionwriting

At #FridayReflections, Corrine from EverdayGyaan and Sanchie give a writing prompt to blog about . The prompt for Sept 8, 2017 is Alone Together.

alone together

They were a loving couple , always together , always seen holding each other’s hands . Their love was the talk of the society as they could be seen holding each other’s hands everytime, whether going for shopping or a small evening walk. Holding hands used to strengthen the intimacy between them as the heartbeats could be felt like dancing Zumba on the love currents.

But after few years of marriage, life started moving on a rocky and stressy road. Argues and fights became a daily affair. The heartbeats still danced but not out of love. No more holding hands and no more butterfly feelings.

Today the judge had finally signed their judicial separation papers . Coming out of the courtroom, they thought of holding the hands together once again for the last time, although their hearts were feeling Alone Together.

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