YouA Story by Rain Kissed SecretA silver box is held up in front of me like a beacon. I look up into his sparkling blue eyes and shield mine with my bangs. I feel a feather light touch on my chin as my face is lifted up, a spark so deep I ache as lips brush against mine. "Happy birthday my Love" says a whisper in my ear. He entangles himself around me, engulfing me with his flames. I try and pull back from the burning, the pain but its too much. Too much of my addiction. Temptation. I melt into nothing as I stand there with silent tears running down my face. He's the one that pulls back after our eternity. With a thumb he races my tears down my cheek till they reach the ground. Just to start again where they started. He looks pained. I imagine a stake ruining my one and only soothing lullaby. Driving itself deep into his heart with me at it's source. A silent no escapes my lips. Just as effective as if I had shouted it. I look at the package - once so pretty now the reason of this blasphemy- and pick it up undoing it with a quick pull of the string. Inside lays a crystallized teardrop at the end of a chain of gold. I hear a voice speak so coldly. "It's lovely. Thank you" I hide myself again. Smiling so tightly. Eyes cast down on our shoes. "What's wrong?" He brings my face up again. Still I do not meet his eyes. "It's nothing.. It's just not what I wanted." I pull back. Out of his touch.. to think. not to hurt. Again the stake comes to mind. Again and again it empails itself in him. ".....I don't understand. I thought it was perfect." This catches my attention. This time I feel the stake. I look at him. Almost glaring. "I don't want your gifts. I don't want your fake promises. I don't want to call you and see that your busy, or that you don't even recognize that it's me on the phone. I don't want to cry every night because I know deep in my heart that you won't stay with me as long as I want to stay with you. what I do want is a promise of my future. I want you, but, I can't have you.." With a last lingering glance I put down the curse that has disguised itself as a gift and walk only a few steps before I am stopped. He hugs me as tight as he can as I go limp. Burying my head on his shoulder. He whispers again. "You do have me." ... a tear escapes my control and then I slip into my denial again..
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