Prologue – Heartstring #27
How could I have been so blind, not to see all that I felt for him? Wishing to teleport back in time, I grasped tight a metal railing held protectively to the thrashing waters below. I liked him incredibly so; everything he did – the way he laughed, the deep caramel of his eyes.
I would've told him – a few words in the silence. Then maybe, just maybe, he might not have thought I thought there was nothing between us; in-between, as we lay so close, yet millions of words apart.
Tai never really liked me, for who I was; but no help can fail to think that things would be now different – unaligned together, within this lonely, starry night.
The red mist hanging loosely from threading, overhead clouds sewed me a map of emotions and heart keys, and I knew.
All those simple touches, those simple words, those simple sounds, and all those simple smiles; it was all for her. He'd wanted to make her jealous, or had wanted to satisfy his own curiosity – using me whenever he liked.
I'd accepted, but those looks he gave me, and every time he was so nice and caring – I was just caught in a heart trap; Tai's heart trap.
I don't believe he knew entirely what he was doing, however; seeing as he thought I felt nothing for him. And, after all, he never asked me to fall for him.
Everything I felt. All the thought I denied. All the times torturing myself – knowing Tai didn't want me for me. All that for just a touch, a smile, a kiss; it was all just, simply, love.
Tai stole my kiss and left me alone;
He won't return,
Our heart to stone.
Matt Ishida – 29th July 2011 – 21:29pm
With the chisel of a broken open spell, the snapshot memories of joy held burnt and formerly drowning hammer away at Matt's trembling fingertips – almost to the point of a freefall and impact down the Cliffside.
Snow crystals smiling, even within the bitterness of it all, he tossed a foot full of the white sandstone up into the wind,
Unable to spread its wings.