That Smile of His
buttercupbella
She felt incredibly weightless. The wind was flowing through her silky blond hair like torrents of merciless waves, and her arms were stretched wide, ready to embrace whatever there was in store for her.
The city lights were glimmering under the heavy, thundering sky. She preferred it here—noisy, busy, and full of life, just when she was about to lose her own. It was infinitely better this way. Her lips were cracking in the cold air, her knees trembling. She wasn't afraid of heights. She was afraid of falling.
Why did she end up here, in the first place? The shining brown eyes wondered, too, but her intuition spoke louder than logic. The twinkling lights were blurry now, distant, non-existent, as a tear smeared her cheek. If he was here, it would have been perfectly warm, like sitting in front of the hearth—but he wasn't here. He would never be here again.
She didn't know how to say goodbye forever. When she last saw his face, a smile was stretched from ear to ear, and the strange hair was glinting under the sun, fiery in every sense. She loved him, he didn't know. Why would he know? They were best of friends, sidekicks, subjects of unrequited romance. She loved him, he would never know.
He never knew—she never knew that they would never see each other again. As their hands felt the tips of each one last time, the train sped past and left. She was crying though she had no reason to do so. His smile, his enthralling smile, was now just a memory—he turned his back, his scarf dancing in the wind, only to be tainted with crimson…
She wanted to run after him, but he had already bid her goodbye. His warmth disappeared, and she was there, alone on station, with the lasting feel on her fingers. She is afraid of forgetting about him, of letting his hand go—she already did.
Now where was he? Gone, she didn't know where. As she towered over the streets, stretching her arms for an endless flight, she pictured his smile, a wide toothy grin, but also his last. Would this suffice for him lost forever? Would she see him again?
Her heart constricted as she forced her tears back, his smile imprinted on her mind again. There was something else about that smile of his—was it sadness? Did he know he was leaving for good? She forced it all back again—now was the time to fly.
Her knees wobbled and she burst into screams and wails.
She wasn't afraid of heights, she never was.
She was ready to fall..
Don't, somebody whispered, above the cacophony of all things living and lifeless. The blond hair swung back and forth, and for a moment, she realized that he has come back for her. She looked wildly around her surroundings, but he wasn't there—she didn't know if he only existed in her mind. Don't, somebody whispered again, a cold breath tickling the base of her neck.
The breath was cold, but she knew it was his.
Finally it all clicked—the last smile he gave her, the final touch of his hands, the sad, tiny song playing on in his head. She was right; it was sadness. Sadness that when he closed his eyes, she would not be there anymore. The entire world would be dead to him—and still, he wasn't able to tell her that he loved her.
Don't, he whispered again, as he drifted farther away, his voice getting silent with each fleeting moment. She stepped down from the elevated edge of the rooftop and looked up, into the thundering sky, where the blazing rapture made it impossible to see the stars.
Don't, he said, one last time. His apparition left her in a cold trance; her fingertips were yearning for his fire. Her hands were stiff like ice and the freezing tears kept on staining her cheeks.
But her neck was warm, wrapped with the scarf she never thought she would see again.
..
When I saw you, I fell in love—and you smiled because you knew.
-William Shakespeare
|Author's Note|. Boredom products are obviously abundant in my place. Corrections are always welcome. I hope that I wasn't too vague or emotionless. :) Do leave a review if you find yourself uneasy or if the story was satisfactory. Rantings are pretty much accepted; this is all for self-improvement.