Never Forget

The memories will always be here, shoved in the back of my mind, suppressed.

My heart is somewhere else

The recognition is killing me

Memories of you and I

Will never go free

I can't shake the thought of your hand fitting perfectly in mine. With our fingers entwined, nothing could break us. It was us against the world, but somehow, we had the advantage. We had the upper hand in this war. We were together, alone.

Cry's of terror fill the air

But with you by my side

Sounds are muzzled

Steady beat of your heart

Along with mine

Together we are safe

We had no reason to hide

Love like ours wasn't found often. Summer nights had a mesmerizing effect on you. Your blonde hair flowed with the summer winds. The way your eyes glistened while the water rippled. The old weeping willow was our place of sanity. It sat straight in front of the lake. The lake was secluded, quite. Surrounded by power plants, freeways and train stations, this was the only place we would get away. All the rush hour sounds of horns and the smell of gasoline was left behind. All there was here was the sound of crickets chirping and the smell of fresh cut grass.

Crickets humming to one another

All the birds lay to rest for the night

Just me and you together, alone with the stars

Our future lay ahead, for us to rewrite

The way your arms draped around me gave me butterflies every time. While you held me you would trace the outline of my spine when we would lay under the willow, secluded from the outside. Your steady breathing kept me safe from harm. We would lay there for hours, sometimes until the sun come up, just talking. About anything really, just whatever come to mind. As long as I was in your arms, I was okay.

Together as one

We stood alone

Letting time pass by

Second by hour

Our future together

Was known

I used to hate when those nights would end. The ride home I hated the most. The flow of air through his truck windows made his long blonde hair blow.The scent of the city slowly getting thicker. We would sit in silence for a while, reminiscing on the nights events, wishing we could go back. Finally one of us would speak up, most of the time he did. He would ask me about school or how I was doing in soccer. Although he dropped out, I didn't. I needed to stay to get my scholarship. After a few minutes it would always go back to silence.

Silence lingered

But it was okay

You were with me

Always

Every Saturday night we would sneak out and do that. Even on the chilly nights. We would bring blankets and wrap around each other to stay warm. Anything just to spend a couple of hours together. My parents forbidden us to be together. "He's a drop out" they would say, "You can do better Kate." They were always too stupid to find out. The locked doors, blocked websites, and curfew hours didn't stop us. He used to joke around and call us rebels.

Every Saturday night he would come get me in his red 1987 ford. 11:30 every night. He was never late. One Saturday was different. I had my window opened, waiting to hear the engine parking a block down the street. The frizzing air gave me chills, but I kept the window opened.

11:43. He's never been this late. Maybe by five minutes but not this. Something was wrong. Knowing the phones were unplugged by now, I grabbed my jacket and stepped out on the roof. Making sure I left the window cracked, I started walking across the top of the house, making sure not to make too much noise. When I got to the edge I carefully slid down the pipe that ran down the side of our house. Daddy never knew what it was for and never got the time to remove it. I always used it to my advantage though. Three feet from the ground I decided to jump. Almost loosing my balance I used my hands to steady my fall. Regaining posture, I listened.

The silence echoed

Making my ears ring

The street was dead

That's what silence would bring

No engine. Then the phone rang inside. "Damn it" I muttered to myself. I hurried to climb up the side. Getting on the roof I paused at my parents window, only to hear my dad's voice:

"Why would we care?"

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"They are not close, we don't allow them to be"

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I head my mom arguing and then grabbed the phone:

"Now why are you calling our house at 12 in the morning?"

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"Oh no........"

There was a long pause on both ends of the phone line.

"Yes......yes.......we Will tell her........when Did this happen?"

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"Oh......"

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Click. The phone was laid back on the receiver. "What was that all about?" I wondered to myself. Shaking the thought, I walked back to my window, opened it, and stepped inside. I remember my room being absolutely freezing. I closed my window right as I heard a knock on my door. I locked my window and walked across the room. I opened the door and saw my parents standing before me. They seemed to have sympathetic looks on their face. I was still angry about them not letting me see Zac.

"What do you want"

"We got a call...."

"And? How does this concern me?"

"It's about Zac."

My heart dropped. I looked back at the clock, 12:07. I couldn't say anything so I just listened.

"His aunt called and said he had been in accident at the lake. They said he was setting up some type of pic-nic. They assumed it was for a girl because they found a ring near his body"

I collapsed. I closed my eyes and just stopped breathing.

Faint sounds

Death calls

I can't reach the phone

I wish I could just fall

Back in time

Back where we first kissed

Your arms around me

I couldn't resist

I awoke in the hospital. Nurses and doctors surrounding me, panicking. I heard cheers and crying. I just closed my eyes, let the noise drown out.

I dreamt of Zac. He was happy beside the lake. Setting up the blanket on the ground under the willow, humming to the sound of a Radio Head song. But then it started to rain. Oh no! How was he going to get everything up in time? He was running as fast as he could. But the storm come up out of no where. He couldn't get everything. He just ran to his truck and got in leaving half of it there. He looked around only to find out he felt the ring. No! He couldn't. Practically falling out of the truck he ran under the willow to find the ring.

Thunder violently.

Winds howled.

Lightning struck the back of the willow.

Sparks flew.

The willow fell.

Zac was gone.

I never knew you could love someone as much as I loved Zac. I never thought that anyone would ever love me. That no one want a size 6 girl that sang like a dying cat. One that wore way too much makeup. But Zac loved me for all of that.

I'll never forget all those nights we laid under the willow and listened to the crickets sing. Or how much time we wasted talking about absolutely nothing. Most of all I will never forget how to love.

© 2012 Speak in Silence

Author's Note

I feel like I haven't written a story in a white so I did this kinda quick I guess. It's not the best but it's okay. I feel like it needs some work but its okay for now. Just something quick. I haven't had much time to write lately, maybe I will have some extra time sometime soon.
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