Short Stories/Poems

daylight

A month ago, I was called into war. My father died while fighting, and I promised a long time ago that I would take his place if he were to die.

That was before I met Ryan. He has changed my life, and now that I have to leave tomorrow, it hurts more than I ever thought it would. It's 1:30am, and all I can do is just hold him, for the time I have left with him.

(Here I am waiting, I'll have to leave soon

Why am I holding on?

We knew this day would come, we knew it all along

How did it come so fast?

This is our last night

But it's late, and I'm trying not to sleep

Cause I know, when I wake

I will have to slip away.)

Ryan is asleep, his head on my chest. There are still wet tears on his cheeks, and he is still sobbing in his dream. I lean my head back, and accidentally start to spiral while thinking about the war.

My father died while trying to save his best friend after he'd been shot in the leg. If my dad hadn't of covered him, the whole base would of been killed. His bravery, and death, saved 45 lives. And broke 5 others.

Now that I have to take his place, I'm not too optimistic about my chances. All I can do now is wait.

(And when the daylight comes I'll have to go

But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close

Cause in the daylight, we'll be on our own

But tonight I need to hold you so close)

Ryan's grip on me tightens, he's probably having a bad dream. I rub his back and hum, hoping he can hear me in his dream. I run my fingers through his hair, and rub my thumb across his cheek.

This is the one thing I'm going to miss the most. This stillness and peacefullness in the air. Ryan's deep breaths on my body, and my arms around him. His little movements throughout the night, and his grip on my hand when he gets scared.

(Here I am staring, at your perfection