Charon's Pledge
“You asked me once, what’s with sunrise that I love so much that I’d keep staring at it,” she said, “I merely told you back then that the dawn reminds me of beginnings. It’s hope right in front of our naked eyes. Dawn reminds me that there will always be a chance to begin a new chapter; that after every night, there comes day. Indeed, it’s cliché but as days passed by, with you, I realize that I really don’t need to stare at the sunrise every morning anymore when I already have my personification of hope right beside me.”
The sound of her voice felt so nostalgic.
I felt it crash against my skin. I felt it pierced through my soul. My chest seemed to cave in and my mind started playing memories I could never let go.
“You personify hope, love and millions of chances. The very first day you held my hand, I knew that there will always be a day to begin again. You showed me that there’s a hope for a sequel when all I ever was hoping was a chapter. You offered me the universe when all I ever was asking was a star. You gave love a definition and it is always your name that I’d say if I was asked what it is. You gave me millions of chances because you believe that I deserve more than just two.”
The sound of her voice felt so nostalgic.
I felt a lump in my throat and I felt a sting on my heart. Its sound came rushing on my veins sending shivers.
I felt like I am a butter beginning to melt in a frying pan. I felt like an ice left under the heat of the sun. I felt like a chocolate on its melting state. I felt like a fragile glass about to break.
“With Him and all these people to witness, I vow to love you more than stars in the night sky; more than cups of coffee; more than roses and butterflies. I vow to stay by your side as your friend, your travel buddy, your wife and the mother of our children. I vow to be there through thick and thin and through night and day forever and always. Baby, you’d always be my oasis, my rainbows and sunrise. You’d always be the one I want to say these vows with. You’d always be the one I want to spend lifetime with.”
I heard her voice broke and sobs wouldn’t stop coming out from her lips. With shaking hands, she folded the sheet where those words were written. It was the same sheet that she had been hiding from me weeks ago. It was the same words that I have been looking forward to hear.
And now, I did.
How I wish I that I could also say mine but with my cold body lying on this coffin, no words could come out. Besides, that was no wedding vow after all, an elegy was all it was.
Reach us here:
Facebook | @e.pleuvoir
Instagram | @E.Pleuvoir
Wattpad | @EosPleuvoir
Gmail | eospleuvoir@gmail.com
YOU ARE READING
He Who Cried Words
PoetryYou made my eyes cry but never of tears. You stabbed my chest but it never made me bleed. When you broke me apart, you just gave life to an art. When you broke my heart, you only fueled me to write. -E. Pleuvoir Cover made with canva
