Love of WarcraftA Poem by Jamie LeeFor 3 years I have
been infatuated with a man I have never
met. At first he was only a distant,
accented voice that I listened to
fervently, following his meticulous directions
endlessly. His articulation was
all wrong, and his vocabulary limited. I
developed a niche in being able to
distinguish what he was saying, and my guild
mates would call on me to translate
for them. We spent too much
time together, talking across 5000
miles, him whispering
beautiful words I couldn't understand but it
didn't matter because his voice was my
kryptonite. We came from such
different worlds, knowing nothing of
each other but the voices we clung
to every night. We traded pictures,
sure. We exchanged numbers,
yes. We even made plans
for me to come to Canada and meet him.
He bought the plane tickets,
arranged for my stay. I told him I loved
him the night before my 10 hour flight
would have departed. I had my best friend
drop me off at the airport, and as I sat there
with my carry-on and read through the
texts he had sent me, my environment
manifested around me. I realized I would be
meeting David, the mysterious
French-canadian man - Not Zebzor the druid
who had coached me in my journies
through World of Warcraft. And that's when my
heart seized, my hands began to shake
uncontrollably, and the linoleum
floor began to tilt towards me. I grasped for my
phone, quickly flipping it open and dialed the
familiar number while I hyperventilated and
tears sweated from my eyes. I probably looked like
a coke-addict, swaying back and forth with
my eyes glazed over. He answered with his
sultry voice, and I almost - almost
gave in. But with all the
strength I could muster, I whispered a shaky
"I'm not coming", and clicked the phone
off. To this day, I still
wonder what might have happened if I had
decided to board that plane. © 2010 Jamie Lee |
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1 Review Added on December 21, 2010 Last Updated on December 21, 2010 AuthorJamie LeeSanta Cruz, CAAboutI'm just a girl trying to make it as a writer. I write what I know, which isn't a lot, but I am learning. 2011 is all about bettering myself as a writer, and I'll be putting every effort into achievin.. more..Writing
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