Today we are to write a piece of flash fiction focusing on emotion. And yes, I will once again be featuring Bulsara. Here's your last glimpse of him until I finish his own tale:
My Dearest Bulsara,
Yesterday I heard a little songbird outside my window trilling sweetly. As I listened I soon realized that I had heard its music before. You sang it to me, the night before we parted ways. Did you develop a song from the music of the birds? Or are the birds imitating you? I doubt I shall ever know. You never did like to give your secrets away.
Do you think of me at all, I wonder? Did you shed any tears for me as I did for you? Music was ever your true love, I know, but I flatter myself that I was a distant second. Do you ever think of what we shared?
I thought I had sealed my heart away, yet still it beats. For you. It yearns to cry out “Come to me, Bulsara! My love, my own!” But I daren't. I daren't. So I do not say it, and yet the words are there between us.
"What's this? Another of your conquests?" Khrusostom asked."No," said Bulsara in a whisper. "She's the one that got away."
Thanks to everyone who has read and commented on my posts this week and welcome to my new followers! Tomorrow I'll be posting for Rebecca Kiel's Books We Love Blogfest and it will be my one year blogiversary. How exciting!