Sleepless Nights || Short Stories for Those that cant sleep...

Story 1: Love and Crows

Dear Sochi,

"She was the type to fall in love with the moon, and everything else that was unreachable."

Could two people still love each other, even if they've never met?

It feels like I've known you my whole life, it would be so nice to speak to your pretty face. Observe the emotions you express and the way you deal with struggles. To touch your arm whilst walking, giggling at how stupid people are.

The thought of you, so far away, hurts. It's like that one soulmate story, with the invisible red string.

You remind me of blooming flowers on a cold day. Rain dripping down the windows, as if that was your touch. Your warm breath around the blistering cold as a murder of crows fly past us.

But not everything ends happy.

That lingering fear, of that connection between us disappearing. The emptiness that comes afterward, the sunny days with warm wind. Both our hearts beating out of sync. The day that I never see a crow again.

There's an emotion I feel when I think about you. It's hard to describe, but I never want to let it go. I want to keep it all to myself, and not let anyone have it. It's almost nostalgic, the feeling of all worries leaving when I get to see you.

You're a beautiful stranger that has lured me in. The gentle tug of the red string brightens my day, it shows me you care.

I imagine us, in a dark abandoned castle. We're both wearing whatever we like. It's a dark day, cloudy, slightly rainy, and there're crows glittering in every direction. But I'm not focused on the crows. Or the small amounts of light piercing through the dark, or the way we hold hands, twirling in circles in the dark, broken down ball room. I'm focused on you.

Your scent, the aroma you bring around you, the little actions, like slightly moving your hair.

I don't want to leave. I don't want the beautiful heaven to go away. Your hand slips out of mine, the comforting, cold touch leaving, replaced by warmth. Everything around us melts away.

How can you love someone but have never met them, or felt their touch? Their beautiful voice, felt the look of their eyes. It baffles me on how you put this spell on me.

The dark thoughts at the back of my mind ruin those beautiful lies, with the ugly truth.

What if one evening, you never come home. Your never text me how my day is or brighten up the conversation. You never buy the plane ticket, and we're forced to sit there without you. We love until we die, what if I can no longer love?

I can't imagine doing this without you. Promise me you'll come home, so we can dance in that dark castle together, with the crows and the rain. So, I can open doors for you, handmake you little gifts, send you images that remind me of you and create playlists with your aurora.

I've run out of time, I'll write you soon, never forget me

-Ella