THE FRAGMENT OF SPACE AND TIME, part 2: "Untitled"A Story by Ana BahorSuper short story about love that had left and the hope that lingers.THE FRAGMENT OF SPACE AND TIME, part 2: "Untitled" The hope that he will change his mind began to fade, as I was watching his back when he was walking away. Every fiber of my being, wanted to scream for him to stay, to avoid the responsibility which could take him away for ever. I wanted to yell, hit and break things to show him my displeasure with his decision! I wanted to make him stay, but I couldn't... Because I knew it would be wrong of me to demand that of him. Because I knew his decision was the right thing to do - the decision to fight for our country and freedom. I could still feel his kiss on my lips and the words he said to me were ringing in my ears as softly as the bells that announce the early spring after a long winter. He told me not to cry, not to worry. He told me to be happy and continue living my life. The burning desire to run after him, give him one last hug and a promise that I will always wait for him, had remained hidden deep in my mind as I was looking at him numbed by the mixed feelings his leaving left me with. The hope that I was clinging to, fell on the ground and broke into millions of pieces as he boarded the ship that took him away... * Time is passing by. Even when seconds seem as long as minutes, minutes as long as hours, and hours as long as days, time passes. Slowly, but persistently. It has been five years since you left. Five long years of fearing for you, tears that I had cried and pain I had felt. Five years for which I thought I'd never get through. But I was wrong... There is no more constant pain, it has faded. I don't cry anymore, because I know it's all in vain. It feels like the love, which I thought would last forever, had set the sails and sailed far far away. I feel free at last. I know there is still a part of me which keeps on hoping for your return and there will always be that little voice in my head that encourages me not to give up. It's because our love was infinite before you left, even though everyone says it's just a lost fragment of time and space now.
© 2016 Ana BahorAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAna BahorLokovica, SloveniaAboutI'm a Slovenian writer and I believe writing is my safe harbor as well as the best way to express my self creatively. more..Writing
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