To Infinity and Beyond
Finding relief under the warm spray, my fingers find the words.
To infinity.
My half of the promise.
The promise of us.
And I've come to learn, we are infinite.
Never ending.
And beyond.
Beyond.
The words you took with you.
They couldn't be any truer. And now, they're all I have to hold on to.
I know you're still here.
Some nights I wake to the feel of fingers.
Gentle.
A whisper on my skin where the other half of us lies marked.
The way my skin responds, I know.
At times I think I'm dreaming. So I lie there, oh, so still. Desperate to stay in an alternate reality.
A reality I yearn to have back.
Last night I woke to the sensation of my hair being smoothed over.
The softest touch.
The most calming.
And I know.
I know what I have to do.
My last hope sits before me on the bed.
The beyond that took me a long time to come to terms with.
It had to be here.
This is where we knew each other best.
Where we learned everything there was to know about one another.
Inside and out.
Shaking, I place my fingers on the planchette, ready.
With a heart that's about to beat out of my chest, I take a chance.
"Edward."
*Flash fic prompt from week 5/10 - 5/15