Before You Go

The cool breeze blew into her hair, making the tight bun of hers escape in loose strands as the afternoon was beginning to soften into evening. She looked around herself; she was standing in a clearing of woods. She then stared at the paper in her hand, a letter she had written to him... She looked at it and smiled as she realized how different her handwriting was, even in high school. But then she suddenly turned stiff and her eyes grew cold as she let go of the letter, as it flew with the wind and just stared at it, until it disappeared completely.

She looked at the hills beyond and sighed, "Why do you do this to me?" she said.
"Well I didn't do anything; and didn't you say you didn't want to talk to me again?" he said in a playful, sing song voice.
"As a matter of fact I don't. But it's not you you, it's my imaginary you, and I didn't say it to the real you, I said it to you. Oh my God! That doesn't even make any sense! You are driving me crazy....again." she sighed exasperated.
He chuckled softly and smiled at her, his brown eyes boring into hers. His eyes..... So like melted chocolate. They looked as if they understood her very soul. Her heart flipped at the thought of that.

She quickly looked away and mumbled, "Look at me, I am so in love with you I am talking to imaginary you while the real you is miles away from me.......because I didn't have the courage to tell him."
He smiled again, "Let's just get inside shall we? It will be sunset in about an hour."
She suddenly perked up, "yeah, yeah of course, I don't want to miss it."

She opened the door of the house really slow, her hands lingering on the cold knob. Whatever had happened was something else, but this, this was her dream house. For a moment, she was glad she ditched her job and threw in all her savings into this. She walked inside and smiled around happily, till she saw him following her inside. He lingered for a moment in the doorway, looking at her house. Her design, her ideas, her choice, in a nutshell.....her; and her heart sunk as the pain came back in waves.

She caressed her fingers on the spines of the books that lined the two walls to the either side of her, "Just so you know, it's your last day too. I really want to forget about you, I... I just, well, today, I just wanted you to see...see this. I wanted you to see me, for the last time, before you go..."

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"But why do I have to go?" his eyes crinkled in confusion.
"Why don't you understand?" she almost yelled, "You don't love me and I... I love you. You... you love her, I guess. I don't want my heart broken; I don't want you not noticing; I don't want to not be loves by you...again." She whispered the last words as tears threatened to spill out of her eyes.

She quickly wiped them off and looked up to find him gone, "Anyway, it's almost time." She walked up the stairs to the second floor of the two-storied house and was momentarily blinded by the light. The house was in the shape of a cylinder. One half a normal house and the other half, glass...... she could see the sky turning a bright orange above her head.

The light was cascading inside, crisscrossing around the room turning everything in hues of orange, red and pink and her heart fluttered with joy as she slowly closed her eyes. She let her hair down and twirled around and round and round. Her feet seemed to skid on the ground as she twirled. She was dancing in a ring of fire, a sphere of light..... And for anyone who saw her from outside.... She was on fire, she was the sun.

The light touched her skin and made her glow from inside. Her every cell seemed to have awakened from this as her feet danced round and round. She was dancing into the sunset, inside the sun. There was no music, she didn't seem to need any, for she could finally hear the music the earth had for her. The slow glide of her feet, her unsteady breath, the sighing of the breeze....the beating of her heart. When something whispered in her ear, "Your heart? It's not yours anymore. It's his, isn't it?"