All Good Things Come to Those who Wait

All Good Things Come to Those who Wait
Lost Girl

Friday, July 5, 2013

Last Words



The sky was dark with the impending storm.
Thunder rolled in the distance but the air remained still.
So still you could taste the world in one breath.
Car exhaust. Cigarette smoke. Cut grass.
And something like a shock to the tongue, the energy of all that was spinning around us.

Her green gaze met his dark eyes across the expanse of grass.
A knowing shiver washed over her skin.
Fire leaped between them as he walked towards her.

As he stopped a few feet away she lifted her chin.
Ending. Final. Over.
Lightning flashed  furiously above them and the thunder boomed its displeasure immediately.
They froze knowing they had only moments to say their harsh words and be done.

Her tears would not be held back any further and those sad green eyes began to show their weakness.
She watched his own dark eyes fill with their sadness and he stepped closer.
One hand lifting to brush those pain filled pearls away from her cheek.
But his hand stopped a mere inch from her skin.
Her breath had stopped praying for his touch but also wanting to recoil.
The pain of this all was so much to bear. Her heart felt as if it would splinter into a million shards of bloody pinpoints of pain.

Their eyes remained on one another.
Words were not needed now.
Love and pain banded between them.
Tied them into knots they did not know how to unravel.

The skies opened then and drowned them in rain.

But nothing would wash away the need they had for one another.
Nothing would take away the pain they were feeling.
They wanted each other but circumstance and their pasts kept them apart.

With a soft cry that thunder echoed she turn and fled into the woods.
Her small form disappearing from him.
Swallowed by the darkness.

He stood in the rain letting the water mix with his heartfelt tears.

No comments:

Post a Comment