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conor13
Over 90 days ago
Straight Male
0 miles · Texas

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Siobhan

A night of remembrance becomes unforgettable.

The funeral was a short and quiet one. My family was gathered together to celebrate the life of my grandmother, and we had all managed to get through the day without our normal fights. We’d all gone to my uncle’s home afterward to share our treasured memories of her, and while everyone, including myself, had shed tears, we all parted ways with light hearts and happy souls. While everyone else was going back to their respe...

Friends and family, they all came down Just to see you wear that beautiful white gown. A few more hours and our lives change, Today your father will give you away. Back to the place where we first met, you taught me to live with no regrets. And now it brings us both to a stained glass church, and after all this time.... I'm still yours. Caught my reflection in the looking glass tonight, straightened my tie as I'm dressed...

A Good Start Part 3

Exercise is good for reminiscing.

AutumnI exhaled deeply, my breath fogging the early morning air. It was that magical time of the morning when it isn’t quite light out, and everything is cast in dark shades of blue.Off to my left in the trees, I heard a bird sing out, signalling the start of a new day. I turned and resumed jogging down the path, speeding up as I neared my next stop. I was doing a circuit around the nature preserve, stopping at every clea...

Part 2--The summer time wore on, and Monica had met me a few times for coffee. Tonight, however, was different. It was our first real date. I wanted to change things up a bit and not go with the old ‘dinner and a movie’ approach.For the fifth time in as many minutes, I checked my watch.6:28 PM.We had agreed that I would pick her up at 7 PM, and I had just left to do so.When I arrived at her place, I shut off the engine, a...

A Good Start

Just the start of a good thing.

I woke up suddenly, aroused by some unknown noise. I looked at my alarm clock. It read 4:28 am. I groggily rubbed a hand across my face and shook out the sleep as I got out of bed. I grabbed the telescoping baton I keep in my nightstand and walked out into the hallway. It was dark, but I could still make out the vague shapes of the furniture. I heard a ringing noise. It came from behind me. I whirled around, but nothing w...