Wake Up /one shot/

One Shot

Drip

Drip

Drip

The sound of the rain tapping on my face and the earth next to me was my only company in this empty park. My eyes were fixed on the night sky above me, staring into the endless depth of space above my broken body.

He left me here, how typical.

I managed to snigger, the rain dulled my senses and the raging anger that inhabited my body mere hours ago. The sodden earth below me felt oddly comfortable. Why get up when this space was so comfortable? Why get up when I, without a doubt, would get pushed down again.

I only just noticed that I was crying, my salty tears blended in perfectly with the never-ending rain around me. It was like my emotions and thoughts were drained out of me. Swept away with my tears, leaving only an empty husk of a human behind.

My eyelids started to feel heavy.

Sleep. I want to sleep.

Was all I managed to think while closing my now red and puffy eyes. Sleep was a beautiful thing. You don't have to think for a while, time passes by without you noticing it until you're violently woken up to be confronted with reality once more. A repetitive process which never fails to come with shock and anger every morning after waking up.

Huh, this sounds familiar.

Who knew that he was like my sleep. From the moment I met him I'd been asleep. Not thinking straight as time slipped past me and he infiltrated into every part of my being.

Looks like I've finally woken up.

I sniggered again. A half-hearted smile crept up my lips. Well wasn't this the pathetic awakening. He had been my sleep, and he had been well aware of it, that cunt. I cursed myself, new anger filled me. Not at him, no not at him. At myself this time. When had I become so dependent on one person. When had I become so dependent on another person to remind me that I was valued and loved. I couldn't remember a time when he wasn't there anymore, how had he so easily infiltrated my life.
Oh right, it was because I allowed him. Scratch that, I welcomed him. His presence filled a void I didn't knew existed before he came along. I didn't know it existed, because it didn't before he flashed me that damned smile the first time we met. It took him no time at all to create that void inside of me with bitter sweet lies and empty promises.

Fuck him.

And fuck this rain, I'm freezing.

I only just now noticed how cold I actually was. Now that the cold of his empty presence wasn't smothering me anymore, I was finally allowed to breathe and let reality kick in.

Reality was that he wasn't here anymore and I was glad. My hands clenched into fists. The numbness faded in my fingers who had become pruny from the rain. I mustered all my energy into my limbs, all my rage and all my willpower.

That was when I pushed myself up.

My head felt light from suddenly standing up after lying around for so long. When the dizziness finally settled, I started walking. My feet leaving imprints in the mud as I pushed forward.

He had been my sleep, but too bad for him that after awakening, a new day always begins.