Fiction Friday

Fiction Friday: Moody


It’s a rare thing

to feel understood.

To know that someone else knows

all the things you do

and get’s why you do them.


The language is different

when you are with someone who gets you.

They sense the changes in your mood

no matter how quick the shift.

Whether you’re happy, hapless, hopeless or holed up.


The atmosphere is altered

while you both take each other in.

There’s a calm that reaches you even at your most agitated.

You can’t help but think,

This is alright.


And yet,

it’s a rare thing

to be understood.*


Authors notes: I’m still feeling rather melancholy. That can’t always be helped 😶






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