IN FOUR WORDS....

She played with her hair occasionally twisting and turning the pen in her smooth locks. The paper in front of her was still blank , as it had been for the past 2 hour or so.she bit her lips and twinched her eyebrows while staring at the paper.

What was she supposed to write? How was she supposed to start? It had been long, too long not to be weird. She didn’t wanna seem too eager , needy or desperate though the truth was she was dying inside..she didn’t wanna seem too happy, ignorant or carefree either  lest she might seem like she doesn’t mind or care when the truth was she did, damn!! she did care. She wanted to seem calm and composed and normal, but how? That was the question that troubled her…Her words gave her away just like her eyes…they used to say…

The clocked ticked away and her eyes wandered outside the four walls into the tree with a mother bird searching the perfect branch for the perfect nest..nope, there were two birds, taking turns…she smiled..

The wind blew inside making the curtains dance and the blank blue paper flutter under her hands.

She took the pen and wrote,

“Dear mom,

Love,

Ev.”

And it explained it all………….