Alone
She held him in her arms, his life was slipping away before her eyes, she hugged him tighter as if in an effort to hold him to this world; his eyes began to close "No please don't go" she begged him "It's time" he replied "I have to go" "No!" she cried but it was to late, he was gone, she hugged his lifeless body and tears flowed down her face the sky opened and joined her in her grief, but she didn't even notice "No you cant go" she said "I love you!, I love you" she repeated, but the heavens did not care he remained unmoving and lifeless. "I love you" she said over and over again like a manta but it was to little to late she had missed her chance, and now he was gone forever lost to her. So she wept.
She awoke to the pounding in her chest and the fear of dread that overwhelmed her it had seemed so real she had to check. She walked to his room she paused outside his door uncertain what she might find inside, dread still overwhelmed her, she took a breath and walked in; the room was empty she let out a sob "What ever's the matter?" a voice replied behind her, his voice, she turned and flung herself a him.
She sobbed in his arms comforted by his warmth "Shush" he said "it's ok, it's ok now". "I love you" she said "I love you" he held her tighter she looked up into his eyes and she kissed him he returned the kiss deeply, shivers ran thought her, she deepened her kiss and held him like he might disappear at any moment. He led her into the bedroom never breaking the kiss, he laid her on the bed, and removed her clothes; she shed his he looked deep into her eyes as if asking her permission she gave it with a slight nod; then he was inside her moving with a gentleness she did not know he possessed. She pressed herself against him he took the hint and speed up; all the while she clung to him holding him to her, then he was gone. She awoke alone as she had done every day for so long. It was all a dream none of it had been real.
Her door chimed "Come in" she called, he appeared in her doorway, "Did you forget we were to have breakfast together?" he asked "Yes" she replied unsure what else to say "Lunch then?" he said "Yes lunch" she replied, and with that he left. She would tell him she promised to her self, she would tell him today. A smile lit her face, yes today she would tell him.
Lunch came she awaited him; she had on her new top, and some of her favourite expensive perfume the kind she saved only for special occasions. He sat down opposite from her he made no comment on her appearance, but she thought he held his gaze on her a little to long. She opened her mouth to tell him, but the words would not come out she talked instead about their latest mission.
They finished their meal and she tried again to tell him yet again, but again words failed her. He chuckled at her expression and excused himself and left. No, now was not the time to tell him. He wasn't ready yet she could tell, but would he ever be? Or was it all in her head? Maybe he felt nothing more than friendship for her. No she would leave it another day till he was ready she told her self, till he was ready, today she would go to bed alone, alone yet again.
The end, or is it, the last one was meant to be a stand alone but the voices in my head just took over, is there pills for that? Claire.
She held him in her arms, his life was slipping away before her eyes, she hugged him tighter as if in an effort to hold him to this world; his eyes began to close "No please don't go" she begged him "It's time" he replied "I have to go" "No!" she cried but it was to late, he was gone, she hugged his lifeless body and tears flowed down her face the sky opened and joined her in her grief, but she didn't even notice "No you cant go" she said "I love you!, I love you" she repeated, but the heavens did not care he remained unmoving and lifeless. "I love you" she said over and over again like a manta but it was to little to late she had missed her chance, and now he was gone forever lost to her. So she wept.
She awoke to the pounding in her chest and the fear of dread that overwhelmed her it had seemed so real she had to check. She walked to his room she paused outside his door uncertain what she might find inside, dread still overwhelmed her, she took a breath and walked in; the room was empty she let out a sob "What ever's the matter?" a voice replied behind her, his voice, she turned and flung herself a him.
She sobbed in his arms comforted by his warmth "Shush" he said "it's ok, it's ok now". "I love you" she said "I love you" he held her tighter she looked up into his eyes and she kissed him he returned the kiss deeply, shivers ran thought her, she deepened her kiss and held him like he might disappear at any moment. He led her into the bedroom never breaking the kiss, he laid her on the bed, and removed her clothes; she shed his he looked deep into her eyes as if asking her permission she gave it with a slight nod; then he was inside her moving with a gentleness she did not know he possessed. She pressed herself against him he took the hint and speed up; all the while she clung to him holding him to her, then he was gone. She awoke alone as she had done every day for so long. It was all a dream none of it had been real.
Her door chimed "Come in" she called, he appeared in her doorway, "Did you forget we were to have breakfast together?" he asked "Yes" she replied unsure what else to say "Lunch then?" he said "Yes lunch" she replied, and with that he left. She would tell him she promised to her self, she would tell him today. A smile lit her face, yes today she would tell him.
Lunch came she awaited him; she had on her new top, and some of her favourite expensive perfume the kind she saved only for special occasions. He sat down opposite from her he made no comment on her appearance, but she thought he held his gaze on her a little to long. She opened her mouth to tell him, but the words would not come out she talked instead about their latest mission.
They finished their meal and she tried again to tell him yet again, but again words failed her. He chuckled at her expression and excused himself and left. No, now was not the time to tell him. He wasn't ready yet she could tell, but would he ever be? Or was it all in her head? Maybe he felt nothing more than friendship for her. No she would leave it another day till he was ready she told her self, till he was ready, today she would go to bed alone, alone yet again.
The end, or is it, the last one was meant to be a stand alone but the voices in my head just took over, is there pills for that? Claire.