By Jim Pownall
At 2 a.m., I text you. All the way in Dhaka.
You respond, asking the latest news.
I explain I’m a mess.
You’re always a mess. Ever since we met. You can’t blame the pandemic now. Let me guess—you’re single again?
As of yesterday, I say.
We’ve had this chat before, she says. It always ends, and you get in touch after.
But this time it’s different. I’m thinking, if we’re single in five years, we get married.
See, whenever this happens, you reach out. Maybe ask how I am next time.
I put my phone down, await tomorrow’s hangover.
Very well written! It encapsulates perfectly the relatable vulnerability encountered at the end of a love.
Thanks, Ed! That’s a really nice thing to say. Appreciate you taking the time, mate.
Your writing always amazes me—so effortless, honest, and beautifully structured. You capture emotions with such precision. Truly impressive. Looking forward to reading more of your masterpieces.
Hi Arifa,
Your support is always very much appreciated! It certainly keeps me going. Thank you for the lovely words.
Take care,
Jim
I absolutely love this. It pulls you in from the very first sentence, tugs at your heart strings, and then delivers a twist with the final word that makes you smile and feel sadness at the same time. Cant wait to hear more!
Hi Paul,
What a kind thing to say! However, I will still be charging for your edits 😉
Cheers mate. Really encouraging of you.
Jim
Great. Reveals so much about the characters and their relationship in these few words.
Hi David,
I really appreciated your time writing this. Such kind words and very encouraging. I look forward to reading some of your work soon.
Take care,
Jim
Excellent! So much said that isn’t said.
Hi Karen,
Thank you so much! I did wonder if I had stripped too much, but I’m happy with the result. Thank you for your comment.
Take care,
Jim
Good job.
David
Thank you! I appreciate it.
Jim