My birthday came and went
It was the first you ever forgot
I waited all day for a text
A call
A simple hello
But you were elsewhere, busy with someone else
I remember it all clearly, the curtains were a light shade of blue and it made me wonder why on earth am I still waiting for you? I was the one leaving this Earth. I was the one packing my bags and leaving my body behind for this unwelcomed visitor to live in and devour. being sick has never been beautiful but I thought that beauty was still an option.
was it? now that my tormented body only functions with wires and medication. Would you still find me beautiful I wondered? with chapped lips and medicated breath, eyes that could barely keep themselves open long enough to see the looks of fear and disappointment of all those around me.
It hit me, death was not going to wait for me to receive my happily ever after and neither should I.
If my book of life was running out of chapters, I don't want to waste another page waiting for you to come back into the story. I'll write a better ending without you, and all the pain in the world would only inspire me to make whatever chapters I have left, more beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
Elysium
Teen Fictionsilence crossed the path, of everyones attention for just a second. we locked eyes for a brief moment. we were finishing the fortitude of a song and we had to intertwine before we lost it all
