Twilight= Not Mine
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Chapter 14
Yea, thought I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil:
For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me,
Thou prepared a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou anoints my head with oil;
My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.
(Psalm 23)
I hear it so many times that it just makes me smile, they are welcoming me. I calmed them, I shepherd them, and they are in good hands even if those hands are white and boney.
I am cold and detached.
My eyes have no meaning in them, they are simply reflections of there souls.
I posses no answers they will all learn soon enough.
My mind has been made up ever since she touched me.
What I didn't know was that I had affected her and transformed her in away that would never change.
She was destined to be mine, and that time was approaching faster then the light he shone on us.
She sits on the balcony.
It's a decrepit and very dangerous place, but she seams to like it, even appreciate it, as having character.
She only speaks to the people from the club by phone; she's decided not to contact anyone anymore.
I wait patiently for her to get tired to comeback inside.
I don't sit with her out there because it makes the old woman across from her think that I'll be visiting her soon.
That old bird is here for another 35 years, she's been planning her departure for years, preparing her children for it, her husband passed a while ago and she said she'd be with him soon, when he passed, but I know she only said it to apace him.
She had a lot to do here that was over do.
The old are always preparing, the see me too clearly.
The young is who held me tight to them, there recklessness and there feeling of invincibility is what makes them so familiar with me.
She smiles a little.
I want to fell like it's for me. Like she knows I'm here.
She turns and flicks the bud out to the street. And climbs inside, she walks around looking for something, opens and closes drawers, kicks and flips clothes that she'd worn yesterday.
She huffs out a breath as she sits in the chair on the opposed corner of where I usually sit, which no is occupied by the new canvas.
I stand against the far wall right next to the doorframe.
I can see her eyes are looking for something. She sits still. Breathing deeply. And before I know it, in just the blink of an eye, she stands right against me and whispers.
-"I can feel you here"-
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