Delilah

"Stop! Delilah wait, stop no. Please don't do this!" As always, I stared, longingly. My eyes dripped an tiny cry of disapointment, and unfathomable numbness. That's all I ever feel anymore. I know my bare feet are dragging up the hardwood flooring, but I stopped noticing their pressure three years ago. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~4 months ago He was an odd boy. She was a lovely girl. His favorite shade was deep blue. She was drawn to black He cried at the ends of books. She read it six times to understand. He believed we never stop living, She knew we'd see oblivion one day. we just go someplace else. That there wasn't someplace else. He was very protective. She was too cautious to love anyone. I'm sure he loved me. I'm still not sure.