“…better left unsaid”.

‘Why have you stopped writing?’, he asked.

‘I can not seem to fathom my thoughts’. I replied. Partly true.

‘Is it because of me?’, he whispered.

No. Don’t be silly. It has got nothing to do with you’. I said. Unsure of who I was trying to convince. Him or me.

‘Then why have you deleted all your previous posts? It’s stupid of you’. He said.

‘Doesn’t matter, those weren’t good any way’. I spoke. A little too pissed.

He kept looking my way with an unreadable expression, then said, ‘It does matter. I really liked your writings and kept reading ’em time and again. But now I couldn’t. There’s none’.

I went silent for a minute.

How do I tell him that I don’t write anymore because it’s him. On my mind. All the thoughts. All the damn time. That even when I try hard to write something new, something people could relate to. I end up writing about him.

‘I just need a break’, I replied instead.

‘Write about us’, he spoke casually. But his eyes betraying, meaning every word.

It is all I do. I thought to myself.

‘Maybe, someday’, I told him.

Since then a day hasn’t passed when I didn’t write about us. About him.


16 Comments Add yours

  1. extinct0703 says:

    Very well written

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    1. Monica says:

      Thank you, well I tried. 🙂

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  2. Whoaaa….this seems right out of a book…..I have this urge to get to the next chapter as soon as possible…if there is any??
    Damn Monica, u r making commendable scriptures ….loved it 🙂

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  3. prashantt says:

    Its a beautiful,crisp & well constucted short story illustrating the title right away.👌😍😊

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  4. Never stop ur life for anyone

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  5. rohan says:

    My favourite writer :’)

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  6. rohan says:

    Stories never end 🙂 but they have awaited parts already scripted for us …it is just we are the culprits of our own incomplete stories because we are afraid of accidents and life

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  7. I have followed you on FB and wanted to let you hear about our big wind burst and entitled Our Totem Pole. Not everyone thinks it beautiful in its present form and still a viable tree which will most likely continue to grow. Time will tell. Enjoyed your post.


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  8. This feels nostalgic for me. You brought up some familiar feelings.

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    1. Monica says:

      That’s the beauty of words. It means the most when you could relate to it. Even the tragedies and pain. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  9. Leen says:

    Beautifully-written! I absolutely love this 🌷


  10. Nishita13 says:

    You capture my attention completely. I am so happy to have had the opportunity to have read these. Sometimes I wish, if everyone was a writer we could just read each others writings and understand, oh but it’s different.
    Gosh, I love the way you write. Simply truthfully ❤

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  11. warkepranav says:

    Left unsaid. hn
    Beautifully described 👍


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