As the day bled away, a dark appetite swallowed once magnificent fire, something so exquisite, burning so bright. Faded quietly into the night. Bittersweet memories of those yesterdays filled with pain and joy, paraded through my mind.
Between sighs, smiles, laughter and fun. Warm hearts fluttering gently, holding each other tight. We caught moments one by one. Such simple things made splendor out of hell. Soft kisses on the neck, a caress of the cheek, holding her hand, bringing her flowers and reminding her of her beauty. Sweet tender moments stolen here and there, were responsible for the smiles we wore upon our hearts. She was my heart and I her armor. Her soft love kept me smiling as my strong touch kept her safe.
It did not take dark magic and definitely not a spell. It came from our hearts and kindness laced through need.
She was worth all the heartbreak and the tears I had to waste on those I once believed to be the keepers of my soul. Always knew what I needed. Gave me utter class yet my clothes were the at the least, trendy. Though not wealthy, I was rich with her unfaltering love. And as life had dealt me some bruising blows, my reward was to bask in the glow of her smile. A perfect mix of everything I had craved.
Although we spent most of our time together chasing the sun, mostly on cloudy days, no one can say we never had fun. Because, for those few times that the sun did shine, and the times we sought to capture the sunset and wrap ourselves in its red velvet and ruby splendor, we had a little bit of happiness.
I found her on her hospital bed, dry like a withered petal. So tired and weak she was. Head shaved. In half open eyes she watched me. My eyes wet, no voice in my tongue. Tears of mine wet her soul.
I sat by her bedside, tears fluttering moments fluttering gently from my welling eyes. I watched her every breath and prayed that each one wasn't her last. The time we got to share together, had gone by too quick...too fast.
A drop from her dry eyes said from soul in terrible pain, 'why this to me! Never did wrong in my life, always kind, compassionate I was. Where had the mistake happened? Punishing me with dreadful...'
Like a whisper through trees, like a song in a morning breeze, her end was coming. Like a tide falling from the beach, there was no stopping it. Still, hope sparked in our tears, simmered under our sorrows and dissipated our fears.
"I hope you have someone in your life who will never give up on you." Her words cut so deep.
I lay beside her, my arms wrapped around her. Tried talking about all the good times, for me they were every single day. I wanted her to feel love and comfort and happy in some way.
"I will love you, baby. Always. I'll be there, forever and a day, till the stars don't shine. Until the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme." As her last breath grew closer, we lay there peacefully together. My heart continually breaking, because I wanted her...forever.
She began to grow weary, began to slip. I sat and watched her lose her grip.
Between sighs, smiles, laughter and fun. Warm hearts fluttering gently, holding each other tight. We caught moments one by one. Such simple things made splendor out of hell. Soft kisses on the neck, a caress of the cheek, holding her hand, bringing her flowers and reminding her of her beauty. Sweet tender moments stolen here and there, were responsible for the smiles we wore upon our hearts. She was my heart and I her armor. Her soft love kept me smiling as my strong touch kept her safe.
It did not take dark magic and definitely not a spell. It came from our hearts and kindness laced through need.
She was worth all the heartbreak and the tears I had to waste on those I once believed to be the keepers of my soul. Always knew what I needed. Gave me utter class yet my clothes were the at the least, trendy. Though not wealthy, I was rich with her unfaltering love. And as life had dealt me some bruising blows, my reward was to bask in the glow of her smile. A perfect mix of everything I had craved.
Although we spent most of our time together chasing the sun, mostly on cloudy days, no one can say we never had fun. Because, for those few times that the sun did shine, and the times we sought to capture the sunset and wrap ourselves in its red velvet and ruby splendor, we had a little bit of happiness.
I found her on her hospital bed, dry like a withered petal. So tired and weak she was. Head shaved. In half open eyes she watched me. My eyes wet, no voice in my tongue. Tears of mine wet her soul.
I sat by her bedside, tears fluttering moments fluttering gently from my welling eyes. I watched her every breath and prayed that each one wasn't her last. The time we got to share together, had gone by too quick...too fast.
A drop from her dry eyes said from soul in terrible pain, 'why this to me! Never did wrong in my life, always kind, compassionate I was. Where had the mistake happened? Punishing me with dreadful...'
Like a whisper through trees, like a song in a morning breeze, her end was coming. Like a tide falling from the beach, there was no stopping it. Still, hope sparked in our tears, simmered under our sorrows and dissipated our fears.
"I hope you have someone in your life who will never give up on you." Her words cut so deep.
I lay beside her, my arms wrapped around her. Tried talking about all the good times, for me they were every single day. I wanted her to feel love and comfort and happy in some way.
"I will love you, baby. Always. I'll be there, forever and a day, till the stars don't shine. Until the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme." As her last breath grew closer, we lay there peacefully together. My heart continually breaking, because I wanted her...forever.
She began to grow weary, began to slip. I sat and watched her lose her grip.
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