ValentineA Story by KerriFaye
Valentine. The pink and red letters now scattered on the ground, torn
apart like the pieces of a shattered mirror. The moon is dying down, but
the sun doesn't want to rise. It, too, is scared of being left behind.
There are shadows which haunt my dreams. They surround me like a thick
shell of dust left from an unopened chest. Consuming me, beckoning me,
capturing me as a prisoner. Memories are running wildly all around,
flashing before me as I try to sleep. They're taunting me, reminding me
of my love for you.
And there you are, running away. I cling to you, but you slip away, like sand in my closed fist. You don't look back, to your home, instead you just steadily walk from the wreckage of what you left behind. The rose has been slowly dying. It falls to the ground as I watch it and weep. I would love to believe that time heals all things, but my faith is not that strong. That's something else you took with you. And there you are, gone from my sight. The sun has returned, but it fears to be gone again. It wonders how much longer it can stand alone. The autumn wind carries away the small script letters which once read, "Always and forever." from the valentine to which it was appendaged. I fear that I, too, will be forgotten from your existence. The path lies ahead, narrow and rugged, and I don't know how much more my feet can take. I'm weary, emotional too.This dust is conforming me to this dreary darkness. I feel trapped. Suffocated. I wonder how I still see the sun in all it's glory. And you're not there. © 2012 KerriFayeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 14, 2012 Last Updated on December 14, 2012 AuthorKerriFayeSaint James, MOAboutI'm Kerri. I am 17 years old. I used to write a lot, but seem to have lost my words recently. I'd really like to change that, therefore, I'm looking for some inspiration. I love to laugh, live, and li.. more..Writing
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