Aesthetic short stories

Milk and tea

Kiss me hard before you go, summertime sadness..

Overgrown garden is something most people don't fancy. Weeds with un-mowed grass that has been untouched for month's. A normal person would most likely cut down it all, taking the beauty of nature away with artificial flowers from the store.

Me?

I would never. I let it thrive the way it wants to. Creep up and wrap onto the walls of the fountain placed in the middle of it all. Crystals and stones glued into the holes of the statues eye's, little etched designs all over the body.

The beauty of natural nature is something i love. Long blades of grass hiding away little bird's, vines pricked with thorns, roses blooming at the stems. This is a whole aesthetic that needs more attention.

Gracefully placed arm's and legs lay over the side of the white concrete pool. Murky water coloured white, placed upon it lilles floating with flowers. My hair long and flowing, i look up at the sky. Dew drops on eyelashes, fingers reaching up to the bright blue abyss, wondering if i could grab the clouds. Feel the fluffy texture between my teeth, the rain pouring down my throat.

Swishing milky water with my foot, flinging droplets up into the air, plopping back down onto my face.

"We could cruise, to the blue's, or whatever you, wanna do. Our honey moon~"

A gentle, soft as feathers, voice sings. A voice that i soon realize is my own. Honey dripping off my lips, delicate lyrics flow to the imaginary violins playing in the breeze. So sweet, it can make one pass out into a surgery dream.

I plummeted my face into the milky water, gulping it up like i never drank before. I want the honey to go away. It hurts my pretty red lips to much. I feel stabbing pain, like the bee's turned against me, stinging me with full force. I didn't have the voice to make a cry of pain, only tears to show the emotion.

I scrubbed my lips furiously, scratching them with my nails, blood starting to seep out. A metallic taste fills my toungue, i soon find my strength to let out a scream. The statue above me is now looking down upon me, eye's of emeralds sparkling in the sunshine. It's concrete features crumble into a smirk, an evil one.

"Wake up, before you forget how to."

I scream and scream, slashing my lips while splashing the murky water onto them. Crying so much my head then throbs, the pain of a million bee's soon stop. My heart is pounding, head all dizzy. Through the blurs of tears dotting my green eyes, the blood from my mouth turned the water a pink hue.

I wanted to admire it, but soon felt myself crashing back into the water face first, into a world of black.

I awoken into water, sitting up.

Plant's were everywhere, and i was sitting in a big white fountain, a statue of a woman standing tall in the middle. Her eye's were emeralds.

I glanced around me. Nothing but long grass, i can't see beyond it.

"Where am i?.." I ask aloud, so confused and scared.

A crack, and pieces of rock fall down to my head. I hold my head, and look up, a overwhelming amount of scared now coursing through my veins when i see what is staring directly into my soul.

The statue.

"Wake up before you forget how to."