Chrona
Embers in your eyes: they glint like gold in the light of my room. Your hands snake around my body. I was pinned under your weight. You acted like you knew everything, and just by that look I'd believe you. I'd believe anything you told me from our life together until death and even after that moment when you cast your essence to the road and water, I believed you. Even when you're a thousand miles away I'd believe you.
I sit in the gloom of this dungeon where the rats are acrobats on tightrope rails, scurrying to the beat of the drip-drop pipes. And I wait for you to come to me, telling me everything will be all right. And maybe one day you'll reappear with your lips turned upward and arms outstretched like the wings of an angel, coming to wrap around me for protection.
It's been so long since you left on this journey, so long since you caressed my skin or called my name. But it's not you who is missing alone. Gemmed eyes of ruby and emerald also haunt my visions. Laughter and simple secrets passing from lips to ears, jokes made out of simple quirks. I remember that life, yet the picture is gone. All that's left is snippets of dialogue, beautiful, haunting eyes and the faintest idea that somewhere, some how, I was loved.