Our Unspoken ThoughtsA Story by Ashton Smith"I need her." "I need him." "She's happy without me." "I though he understood, I'm not happy without him." Thoughts of two teens, in love.Inspired by The Last Rose of Summer ----------------- FADING (HER) I am drowning. It wasn't supposed to end like this. Or maybe it was. We were something special. When he moved, I moved. How could it end? How... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ALWAYS (HIM)
I need her. She looks amazing today. Like always. She's smiling. Happy without me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FAKE (HER) I need him. It hurts. I fake a smile. I thought he understood. I'm not happy Without him. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DARKNESS (HIM)
I wake up. Crying. Screaming. But she's not here. Exhausted. Darkness overcomes. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BURNS (HER) 2:00 am I wake up. Something's wrong. It burns. Can't breathe. He's not here. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ CATCH ME (HIM) Flashback She squeals. I catch her. She smiles. "Best friends?" I nod and hold out my pinky. She takes my pinky in hers. "Best friends." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THIEF (HER) Turned into weeks. And months. I still need him. That thief. He stole apart of me. Made off with my heart. And soul. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NOTHING COMPARES (HIM) I wish she was here. Metal pokes my skin. Machines buzz. It hurts. But not much. Nothing compares To the hurt I feel for her. My heart aches. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MOVED ON (HER) I've moved on. He's nice. I guess. Maybe If I keep saying it. I've moved on. I've moved on. I've moved on. I haven't moved on. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- HOPE (HIM) Hope is gone. She was my hope. I can't Function Without her. I am drowning. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MIDDLE SCHOOL (HER) Flashback ========== Locker slams. He grins. "Hey friend." Tears fill my eyes. He frowns And holds me. Whispers, "You okay?" I shake my head And sob. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- REGRET (HIM) i should have Told her. She would Have understood. But how? Too late. Always regret. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OXYGEN (HER) Where is he? He is My stable ground. One thing I want, My friend back. He took My oxygen. Can't breathe. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ WAVES (HIM) Flashback =========== "Coming?" She swims Further away. Her hair Shines in the sun. Waves move Fast. Too fast. Can't do it. She looks back And frowns. Jumps out Water dripping And hugs me. "It's okay, You don't have To get in." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DYING (HIM) I'm dying. I don't Know how Or when. I only Know that I am scared. I need her. I should've Told her How I feel. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ PLEASE (HER) Okay, just to make it clear. He: The one in her thoughts. He: Her boyfriend. ******************************** I'm scared. He hurt me. I want him back. Please I need to Talk to him. Come back. Please... God, Send him A message. I love him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- EMMA (HIM) Flashback ============== "Meet Jack." She hesitantly Pulls him forward. I force a smile. "Your boyfriend?" She nods As Jack studies me. Chokes back a sob, "I'm happy for you, Emma." Emma.... My Emma. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CAN'T HANDLE (HER) I found a note. From you. Why did you Say your heart Can't handle this. What can't You handle? Me? Life? I don't understand. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NEVER (HIM) Oh sweet Sweet Emma. We never did Kiss. Hold hands. But darling, Oh how much I want to. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FEAR (HER) Flashback ============= Why does he look So lonely? Noticing where I'm looking, Jack reaches over And grabs my wrist. "Stop looking at him." Fear creeps in. I softly nod. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LOVE YOU (HIM) Emma, This goodbye Might be painful, But it is not the end. My heart knows, That we will meet again. I love you. Forever. Even if you will never know. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WRONG (HER) Something's wrong. Why does everything hurt? I need him. Why did he leave? Without saying goodbye? --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NUMB (HER) Numb. Can't breathe. My world is shattered. While everyone continues on, For me... Time stands still. I'm numb. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- TELL HIM (HER) Flashback ================= Just tell him.. "Are you okay?" He asks with a concerned look. Fake a smile. He's dating someone else. He doesn't like you like that. "Yes.." He frowns and reaches out. He lightly touches my cheek. I shiver. "Emma..." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- LOVE YOU (HER) Jason, You left me. You chose to leave me. I need you. I want you back. You, you, you. I love you. Forever. Even if you will never know. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ........... She smiles. "Never leave me." Wrapping his arms around her, He kisses her head. "Never." The end. © 2016 Ashton Smith |
StatsAuthorAshton SmithRedmond, UTAboutHi! My name is Ashton Smith and I am a Junior in high school. I love reading and so that is how I got involved in writing. I always have seemed drawn to a beautifully tragic ending. So that is what I .. more..Writing
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