"Those are dead."
I look over to see the darkened, broken down flowers i had set aside a few weeks ago,
"I know."
"You should probably throw them out, don't you think?"
I stopped for a minute, those words pushing me back over, once again. I began to think about you as i abruptly shouted,
"no!"
Jumping, her head shot up and looked at me with a surprised looked on her face.
"I mean...I can't..."
I said, sort of embarrassed
"Why not?"
"I... just don't want to."
Looking at me in a way that almost spoke to me and said 'what the heck just happened', she replied
"Alrighty then"
holding out the ending of the first word and then walking away.
I glanced over at the dying flowers, and carefully picked them up, hoping none of them would break off. My heart sank and once again, that empty feeling had returned. These were from you, that i did remember, i mean, how couldn't i? The leaves were frail, the pigment was faded, they've turned to a dark sense of nothing besides a representation of my biggest nightmare, the worst pain ever to be felt. Losing you. You were there..one time. When life was pure and nothing but a gift, when every sound to be heard or thing to be seen was a joyous aspect of the greatest things, and you, sir, were the most amazing part of this world. Your eyes light up even the darkest nights, and your smile could take the sickness right from this planet, it was so pure. I would do anything to be able to feel the rush through my body when i would see you, anything to let you hold me close to you like we did while we were lying down or sitting in the streets in the middle of the night. Nothing could break us, we were inseparable. One time, please, i would like to sit next to you, in nothing but silence, admiring the fact that i was there in that one moment with you, just one more time. What had happened, i don't know, but what i do know is that i am in love with you more than ever.
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I took one more glance at the roses and stuck them back into the freezer, where they first were, hoping that the cold would hold them together for at least just a little bit longer. I shut the door and backed against it, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, trying to calm my emotions that were running through my blood. And then, i simply just walked away.
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When The Sun Sets
Poetry"the best love is the kind that awakens the soul, that makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. that's what i hope to give you forever."