https://dversepoets.com/2024/04/08/prosery-amy-woolard/

Dora from PilgrimDreams.com is hosting the prosery prompt at dVerse.  Click the link above for all the details.  Dora has chosen this line from a poem by Amy Woolard as the prompt:  “What does it matter That the stars we see are already dead.”

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“What does it matter, that the stars we see are already dead?” she asked softly.

“I’ve disappointed you,” he responded.  “I never meant to, never wanted to–I thought surely I’d made the right decision, for both of us.  I wanted the best for you–good schools, friends your own age, culture, status, a home by the beach…”

She sighed, willed herself not to cry…not now, the air too heavy with an impending rainstorm.

“I won’t ever understand how we were so very close, yet faraway in terms of our future…why our dreams were worlds apart,” she whispered.

He caressed her cheek, listening–she was exquisitely beautiful, her eyes the same dark pools he’d fallen into forty years ago.

“I was happy, then–life was simple, I lacked nothing…you were the center of my every day.  You painted a lie, saying our new life would be safer–a LIE.”

©V.Sparrow, 2024

(144 words, wordcounter.net)