Both staring at the table.
Now we sit across from each-other.
I keep replaying the scene in my head like an old fable.
You scratch your knuckles against the table,
And I’m just putting in love some more.
You’ve got less heart in it now,
We’ve started this conversation before.
The NPWM prompt this day was to tell a story backwards, and I have to say this has been one of my favorite prompts of this month. I like that the story fits read either backwards or forwards.