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"I won't ever understand." Hands clasped tightly into fists. Fingernails biting into skin, breaking through the soft texture, revealing bright red beneath. "I don't know anything." Tears starting to form in the eyes. Blurring the face, dripping onto the glass surface. "Why won't you tell me what to do?" All this time - days, weeks, months - leading to this year. Once round the sun. Such a very long time to pass. Lost. Lost in the infinity of space, drowning in the black. Searching for the light. Searching for him. Fingers reach out, wipe away the tears, clear the view again. A face revealed. Blue eyes, smiling lips, teasing of a second chin, cheeks flushed with colour, mouth open wide in laughter. A still photograph. A snapshot of a time long passed. Is it forgotten? Putting aside the frame, reaching out for something new - another treasure from the time of sun, light and love. A hidden message inside a red ribbon, tie it around your wrist and wait for me to see. Run trembling fingertips over the rubber, the message upon its surface a reminder of how life can be. "Time to give up?" Tears choking the throat, voice thickening; nostrils flare, reaching for air, reaching for strength. "Should I wait this time?" The glass wet once more, the face fading, fading, fading. "What do you want me to do?" |
A sad face looks back. The smile gone, the laughter now a whimper. Blue eyes turned black, brow creased with a frown. Wanting to reach out, wanting to help, comfort. The arms reach forward, touch nothing but static. So far away. So far gone. Can you ever return? Pushing back greasy hair, letting the tears fall, drowning in the memories. The first look, the first night, the first time. Slipping under, sinking into, melting in his eyes. Burning to the core, goosebumps raging. "You started this!" Picture frame flying, sailing through the air, hitting the opposite wall, smashing, breaking, ending it all. "Come back and finish it!" Arms curling around a shaking body, giving up the fight, sinking to the floor. Sobbing. "What can I do to make this real again?" Please don't ignore me. |