Adventures

Adventure is something he always admired.

The places he’ll go, the people he’ll meet and the things he’ll see excites his every daydream.

Then, a lady came to his life. So young and kind. Always wanting the man to be happy. Always so giving. She’s someone to treasure, but the man knew less and kept on dreaming he’s in another place. Wanting to explore such great things in the world. He’s aspirations were at its tip.

One restless night, the man sat up from their bed. The lady was worried as she sat up also, wanting to know what’s keeping her lover up.

“I want to leave”, the man uttered suddenly. “I want to finally fulfill my dreams”..

The lady stared at her lover’s back.

“Okay…” And with a tiny bit of hope, she continued: “May I come with you?”

“No. I’m sorry.” Nothing more was said.

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2 thoughts on “Adventures

  1. This could use a bit of editing imo. Something like,

    [ Adventure was something he always admired.

    The places he’d go to, the people he’d meet, and the things he’d see — they all fueled his every daydream.

    Then, a lady came to his life. She was definitely someone to treasure, a young soul so giving and kind, desiring nothing but happiness for the man. But he paid no attention, blinded by his aspirations and dreams of exploration and the greater things in life.

    One restless night, the man sat up from their bed. The lady followed suit, staring at her lover’s back in quiet concern.

    “I want to leave”, he uttered suddenly. “I want to finally fulfill my dreams.”

    “Okay,” the lady acquiesced, but with a tiny bit of hope, she continued: “May I come with you?”

    “No. I’m sorry.” Nothing more was said. ]

    BUUUUT THAT’S JUST ME

    carry on, pls ignore this thx

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