He said goodbye just like that, with his eyes on the ground. No words came out of my mouth, but fear took over me. Stepping closer to me he grabs my hand saying im sorry. Holding back tears I ask why the sudden decision. You know why, it's better this way. He failed, or so he believes. My heart cries out asking for me to beg him to stay. But my mind always said I'd never beg. Grabbing my face he asks for one last kiss. Can I? I nod silently and he steps in closer caressing my cheek and planting a small soft kiss on my lips. Tears roll down my cheeks as his lips meet mine just like they used to every time we saw each other. I won't have that sensation again, will I? Wiping away my tears he whispers we both know that it's better like this. My heart screams better for who? but my body nods in accordance with him. He braces me in his arms, those arms that brought safety to my everyday life. This will be the last time, won't it? Running his finger through my hair, he pulls away and stares deeply into my eyes, those beautiful brown eyes that gave me life. Always remember that my love was, well is real, he caresses my cheek one last time as he steps away from me. I will forever love you. With no other word, with no other stare, no caress no kiss, he walks away from me with his hands in his pockets and his head down.
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