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SILENT LOVE
"It's over" She said to him, averting her misted gaze to the floor.
A solitary tear dripped onto the wooden slats; the gentle whisper of it's drop seemed to hit the silence like a nail down a dusty chalkboard.
She wanted him to grab her by the waist and tell her that it could never be over; that nothing in the world could come between them; that he knew he had been distant but he was ready to love her right now, this minute...
It seemed to take an eternity for him to pick his chunky car keys from the table; the jangle of metal haunting the heavy air. Lifetimes flushed from her surrendered eyes as he slowly walked away, out of the door; out of her life.
She sat there, in her own puddled thoughts of regret, wondering how their love got so lost.
He sat in his car and turned the key. There was so much he wanted to say to her; he wanted to grab her by the waist and tell her how much he really loved her and that their love could never die; how nothing in the world would ever come between them; how he was sorry he had been distant but he was ready to love her right now...
As he drove away, he wallowed in his own puddles of thought and wondered how their love got so lost.
If only they knew how lost they were in each other, and that they could spend a whole lifetime trying to find themselves again.
Heather Lea
Image: Sculpture "Love" by Alexander Milov
Post je objavljen 23.07.2022. u 15:21 sati.