"The Aftermath"

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In a way, I expected the world to stop rotating after we ended.

Maybe not for everyone, but for me...at least.

I was disappointed to find out that the sun keeps shining, the moon keeps changing, and time keeps moving.

It made me realize that we, in reality, meant nothing.

Or at least not in the reality they knew.

But looking back at all of the moments we spent cuddling, the moments I spent wishing time would stop, and the moments we spent smiling,

I wonder if that was a good enough reality of our own.

Did we need the outside world to come caving in or was that dome of excitement safe enough?

I guess I'll never know your answer because you've shut yourself off from me.

You're like the burnt up candles I keep in my room,

I want to be reminded of the beauty and light you once gave me,

but now, all I can see is that you've been consumed by the smoke.

I guess that's how it should be,

You gave us your best shot, and that shot missed and hit me in the heart,

but that's okay because I survived despite you leaving me there to die.

And I've come back stronger, I've learned that with time beauty wilts

and underneath the flower was an empty void that could not be filled.

There's reason behind your madness, there's common sense behind you leaving,

and while it pains me to say this, the beating heart I heard every night

was the one in my chest, not the one lying next to me in my bed,

and the heart I thought I heard in every laugh, in every breath, in every touch, in every feeling,

was the heart of a ghost I spent years believing was real.

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