Week 2 - Iben

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The day starts out as I climb out of bed

at around 11 AM.

You seem to invade my mind,

guns blazing.

Making everything hurt and

my eyes burn as the tears start to escape.

As I go to take my meds, I notice that

I'm out.

"Today's gonna be rough" I state blankly.

My mind wanders.

It finds an old memory

At a mall

My friend, what was his name?

Iben

That's it.

I wonder if he's alright.

I check my phone,

Over 500 emails and messages about you.

Saying sorry and asking how I am.

But it's not about me.

It makes me angry

"How insensitive!"

I clear my mind like sweeping hay in the barn.

After the dust and hay clears,

I see

"Iben"

Spelled out in block letters.

Behind the letters a face appears

kind with blue eyes and dirty blonde hair.

An almost careless expression fills it

Like

Hurts Hell

Remembering you awaiting Iben

He doesn't say sorry

No "I get it"s

Just trying to make it worth it to

leave you be

He keeps me from joining you.

Like a true friend.

His smile is kind and comforting to me

His eyes remind me of a clear day in fall.

Someday I may write a love letter

and it might find its way to him.

Though, I don't understand my feelings for

him.

I shall not love till you let me.

That's what I say.

But when will I know the answer?

You can tell me

When you give the sign.

Help

My

Wandering

Soul

Through

Thick

And

Thin

I

Can't

Help

These

Feelings

Pouring

Over

The

Top

Im

Losing

You

More

The writing, it almost looks like a mountain.

I should hike to Gul Rose

Your mountain.

Our mountain.

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