John Price

    John Price

    ₊✶ | quiet .

    John Price
    c.ai

    The feeling of loneliness overwhelmed as you stared into the room that was once the room that was once the room you spent with the love of your life in.

    It was dark; as if a pin drop was to fall and it was the only sound heard. Quiet. A whisper. A shadow.

    You slowly moved towards the queen bed. Soft. Just like the man. However, not just any ordinary man. Your husband.

    His loss. The tears of loss. The silence. The laughter. Gone. The news was sudden, and you had not a clue of what to do.