Song: Harsh Realm - Widowspeak
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I locked the door. I immediately searched for my pack of smoke. Got my lighter and lighted the stick.
"What are you doing? You're smoking inside!"
You panicked. You're easily shook. But I understand.
"What you want some?"
I offered as I landed lazily on my bed. I don't care.
"No. I don't want to die. And neither do you."
"Calm down. Mom will be home for hours. How 'bout you hand me over my phone?"
And you did. You always follow. You sat beside me. Strawberries.
"Will you be playing depressing music again?"
You teased. My music taste was amazing.
"Yep."
And there was nothing but silence, smoke, and music.
Last night, I thought of you
Years ago, when bodies grewAs I sucked and released smoke all over, I was thinking of you too.
Empty home, a vacant hell
How you always stick around me. How you got the patience to deal with me.
I knew you, in the harsh realm
And more importantly, how you never left inspite of me being all messed up and screwing you over.
I thought about how it was
I looked at you. You were leaning against the wall. Forced to breathe death inside my room. Your eyes closed. Your lips hung slightly open. It's almost as if you were asleep.
I thought about you because,
You're my friend. You are beautiful. I was amazed. I stared at your lips. And before I knew it, we were so close I can almost feel your breath.
I always think about you
You scrunched your nose and opened your eyes. Surprised at such a small space we share.
"What are you do-"
I kissed you. My eyes are closed but I know yours are not. You were suprised.
I always think about you
You lifted your hands and pushed me away. I came harder and pushed back. This time, you did not fight.
I don't know why I did it. Neither do you. But we sucked in each others breath. The stick of my smoke down the floor is still fresh and burning, smoking.
It was hot. Drops of sweat run down my neck. I don't care.
"Robyn, I-I..."
I stopped and pulled back. I looked at you. Face flushed. Almost like a tomato.
"But Tiriel,"
I said.
"You love me don't you?"
You chewed your lip. You were given to telling me you love me, because in your mind, you love everyone. But we are not children anymore.
"Of course Robyn."
"I thought so too."
I pushed you to lie down. Hand on hand. We kissed.
Empty home, a vacant hell
I knew you, in the harsh realm
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