I had been waiting to hear those words my entire life.

I shouldn’t have been so impatient.

Sitting on my Mother’s knee, I strained to hear them from her pretty lips.

Playing ball in the yard with Dad I looked for them each time I scored a goal.

I strained to hear them from each new teacher.

After my first kiss with Steve I tried to convince myself but seeing it mouthed was so different to actually hearing it.

And then there was you.

You really tried to make me listen.

I could see the frustration in your wild eyes and feel it stinging my cheeks. I hid the other marks under the prettiest of dresses and under layers of make-up.

But although I could always see your angry lips moving I was eternally condemned to silence.

Until your knife ripped it’s way so easily into my heart.

Perhaps I was already dead, but for the first and last time I heard those words.

“It’s only because I love you …”

Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner (FFftPP). This weeks photo prompt is courtesy of . The first words in italics are part of the challenge.


10 Replies to “Silence : FFftPP”

  1. Whoah, Graham. What a great build up, then you hit us with those last lines – tragic, horrific (in a good way) a great, sad tale and well written. Love the idea of your protagonist living in silence – great stuff

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