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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 2:14 pm
I need to remember to keep writing this story. Hopefully I'll finish it soon. Although where it ends I don't know. Characters Ashely Lois Daemian Enis Samual
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 2:28 pm
I left you out in the freezing cold when I should of held you. Discarded you like a unwanted toy when I should have cherished you. I smashed you like a vase when I should have been picking up the already broken pieces of your life. Yet I still find reason to question your actions. Why did you leave? Why do you treat me so coldly? What can I do to fix you?
I am a vile, vindictive being and now I shall reprimand for my sins. Yet all I long for is you.
Even now as I sit here, scrawling this hastily down into my journal I find my eyes wondering to you. Its always been you, from the very start to the end. Is it your end or mine, my kingdom or yours, your destiny or my fate? Yet I can no longer allow myself to live in this secluded fantasy, this is the reason for my actions. They say love makes people blind, but I say love is war. And so I shall give my life to you.
Idly I notice that the scrawny blanket has slipped of your shoulder, I pull it up tucking it gently beneath your chin before running my hand lightly through your damp hair. Why do you have to be so pale, its so cruel, so sad, so heart breaking. Your barely alive and that is my fault.
Taking your thin hand in mine I place a kiss to your knuckle, I can feel you attempting to squeeze my hand back, a weak, almost non-existent smile gracing your features before your head lolls to the side.
There are tears streaking down my cheeks; are these the tears I'm supposed to cry? The ones farther forbid?
You won't last much longer, your blood has soaked through the bandages and is now being washed away by the rain pouring in through the mouth of the cave. I can see my breathe in the air but not yours, the fire has done little to warm your cold body. I have failed.
Scooping you up in my arms I hold you close to my chest, wrapping my jacket around your lithe frame. I cradle you as your death draws near, rocking back and forth insecurely. Won't you open those crystal blue eyes for me once more? Flash me that smile I have missed? Do anything. Please! Just to tell me that everything's alright, that I've been forgiven.
Yet on the rain pours as does the sound of battle in the distance the only thing which ends is the beating of your heart and with it the love of my life.
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