the one who got away.A Story by Jess DiazShe
watched her cigarette dance as it weaved through her fingers. The smell of
burning wood from fireplaces hoovers over the fresh scent of cool rain. Her
tattered porch became weaker while it soaks with the water, and soon her breath
became visible with the temperature. It was the middle of fall, but more so
seemed like winter. She watched the sky light with strikes, and the earth erupt
with its vicious booms. Puffs of smoke crept from between her soft lips and
with every breath, the closer she came to her death. The embrace of sweet
nicotine could only calm her empty heart and tangled mind. Alone she sits, only
with the hope of feeling life once again.
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material of his sneakers began to wither as he walked in the center of the
flooded road; the street lights guiding him home. The winds strength had become
far greater than moments ago. Regardless of the cold, he embraced the beauty of
the storm. Along the jagged road he came across a home. A single porch light to
catch his eye while a figure sat upon the front step. Curiosity had stolen his
control while he grew closer. A familiar face he saw, with a cigarette between
the lips. Her eyes that shined so bright defeated the purpose of that one porch
light. He has known this girl for quite some time, but when he called to her
she kept silent. The taste of smoke burned his taste buds with how close he had
come. She continued to ignore his cries as if he weren’t even there. As if he
were a dead man whom did not matter. What this girl was to him before does not
exist anymore.
He went home and cried. His heart being torn in two. She must
not have been the girl he thought he knew. He wondered how she could not see
him. This woman, he could have sworn had loved. His cheeks now stained with
tears, he lays down on his cold bedroom floor. This hurt he feels because of
her, but remembers all that he had given her. It must not have been real, for
what he thought to have been to her before, does not exist anymore. © 2012 Jess Diaz |
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Added on November 11, 2012 Last Updated on November 11, 2012 Tags: love, story, love story, short story, sad, sadness, unfortunate, drama, not really, tired, depressing, loss, heart, loves, losing love, losing, battle, tears, cry AuthorJess DiazILAboutI have been writing for as long as I can possibly remember. It is my life and I embrace it. more..Writing
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