|PHOTO PROMPT – © Sandra Crook|
He was gone for quite a while now and I was wallowing in self-pity. My life did not seem to have any meaning now as I sat and watched the hour glass endlessly. The heart break had left my entire body and soul broken.
Just as the sun rose one day, I noticed the empty half of the hour glass getting filled as the hour passed. That made me realize that my empty heart could be filled one day too. Finally, succumbing to the dose of time I got off my bed and walked ahead to start a new life.
This drabble (100 word fiction) is written for Friday Fictioneers, 19th February 2016.