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The Love Show #6

In the dark, we remember the light

After the CRJ landed in Santiago, I bid farewell to others including David and especially Terri who had decided that I was her little sister! But we knew that in a few weeks, we’d reconnect in Whistler and I quickly connected to my A350 for the long flight home. Andy had given me a spare Surface and I now had a Rapid Response logon. There were several emails I needed to answer so they could complete my onboarding. Once I...

The Love Show #4: Alone in the Dark

Apart, Andy is makes time to dream of Sarah

Walking up the GX’s steps, I turned around and blew Sarah a kiss. I’ve seen this happen in the movies and thought it was contrived. But this was from the deepest part of my soul, and I saw it had hit her soul like a freight train. I really had no choice leaving: two guys laid out with COVID and one with a broken leg meant that if I didn’t go, nobody would be available to do ground support on the deployed aircraft. If I di...

The Love Show #3: Dreaming Apart

Apart from her new love, Sarah dreams and gets to work

Standing at the BizJet Terminal, I saw Andy walk up the steps and blow me a kiss. I silently cried harder as I already missed the guy that I loved in many ways so soon after meeting him: his respect and care for me manifested within a minute of me arriving at the altar in the Up and Down. He deepened my respect for him when he had playfully tried it on at the kiss: he showed that he was attracted to me but also respected...

Drained

Break ups can be difficult

Your face says it all, you are goingI plead like I'm sent to the nooseNo combination of begs I find workingTears gush through a wide-open sluiceJoy pours away, I am leakingDread fills the vacuum insideI see my love and my joy and my passionRetreat like the draw of the tides.Goodbye slips through my fingersHope flows away like a streamI am left grey, cold and emptyA skin devoid of a dream.

Another Era Ends

Sometimes you have to part ways with those you care about

We walked a path togetherThrough the sunshine and the shadeOver mountain tops and valleysThrough the forest and the glade.At times the path was easyAnd warm rays lit our tracksLaughter flowed like musicThe wind pushed upon our backs.Other times were much harderStorms and blizzards slowed our wayBut worse, our own mistakesIncluding my ownNear drowned us in dismay.But we marched on through itWith grit and a smileWith forgiv...

My love and I will never truly be parted in this life For our love is true, and too secure ever to be shaken By the caprice of storms and tempests that toss us to and fro. Even though there will be many times of sharp pain and sorrow, Casting a doleful shadow across the landscape of our joy, The sun will eventually return, with its promise of life, And delicate shoots of happiness will shyly force their way Through the de...

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Missing You

How cruel it is to be separated

How frustrating.Fickle Fate threw us together,Pairing an unlikely coupleWhose paths should ne’er have crossed.A cruel mistress,She teased us with love, Budding affection whichThrived and grew -Then she viciously tore us apart.And I miss you.Frustration.It’s not a strong enough wordTo explain the anger,The desperate despairAt finding myself a hapless victimOf green-eyed Fate’s sadistic games.And Time,She’s no better.That t...

You've filled my heart With hope againYou told me that Perhaps we canGive us Another Try You've told me that You love me stillI've told you that I always willMy love Will never Die Our passion flaredAgain one nightWe almost didWhat felt so rightBut alsoSeemed soWrong I know that ifWe try we canRekindle whatWe had againOur bond stillhas notgone You say you needThis time to findIf it's still trueOr if we're blindAnd simplyF...

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Long Distance Love

Oh, how I love thee...

Laying in their separate beds in different parts of the country, they each hug their pillows close imagining it the other as they send sweet messages of love. Both wanting longing to go back to yesterday when they were together sharing soft passionate kisses as they held each other in the same bed. Now they close their eyes As they drift off to sleep they remember each other’s aroma which brings a smile to their face. Oh,...

A year ago on Valentine's Day, my husband and I had just separated. I ventured out to play and leave it all behind, until he whispered the words to me "just because it is easier to start over than to fix what you already have doesn't mean it is right. " and so we went to counseling, and we fought a hard fight to put our marriage back together. Now we whisper words of love, and pledge our devotion frequently. We have talke...

Oww... my head... The dull ache in her head did not keep the memories from leaking back into her thoughts. Her eyes snapped open. And immediately shut again, waiting for the nausea to vanish. She was seeing double, the ground was moving. This was not good. How would she be able to defend herself this way? After a few moments of long agony, the motion stopped. Rein propped herself up slowly, using her elbows gingerly, stil...

This feeling I had was unreal. It'd been years since I'd last seen Holly Hightower. There'd been many women in many places since then. But now I was falling for this one…hard. * Sensual and seductive, she lay amid the rumpled sheets of the bed where we'd just made love, relaxed and at ease within the golden skin of her petite, perfect body. Not posing, not looking at the camera so much as through it, into the photographer...

sensible shoes / burnished love

Upbeat nod to CS Lewis's take on Beauty + the Beast or fairytales where lovers are cursed + parted

sensible shoes kicked off in the foyer reclining across the overstuffed furnishing our shared liebesraum by turns hitched to helios or bathed in lunacy a lipstick kiss left on a mirror love burnishes the glass of twelve hours  forever separating us

The End Of Things

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Their happiness taunts me, the cruelest of jokesIf only they knew how I felt.My heart in pieces, just a shell of a manCursing God, for the cards that were dealt.May your heart be broken a thousand timesMay you drown in a sea of tears.For only those, who have loved and lostCan know of those terrible fears.At losing a loved one, their soul mate for lifeAnd being left, so terribly alone.I would give up my life, just to see y...

The Lost, the Taken, the Sundered and Forsaken

Lest the Lost, Sundered or Forsaken, while backs are turned, become the Taken.

I recently lost two relatives who I was not close to. I have also been thinking a lot about separation and the reasons behind it. This poem is about making amends and finding peace before it’s too late. Souls like lights, travel through space,Trails crossing, lighting the face,Of the beautiful world they roam,This rich and varied Earth called home.Each soul we touch with recognition,On our core leaves an impression.If we...