Sunday, September 9, 2007

Too late

Lying on the cold ground, I kept staring at the moon. Not that I wanted to, but my eyes kept staring. I had no other choice. The sounds were fading. Even my voice, I kept calling but nobody seemed to hear me. The air made my hair cover one of my eyes, and I couldn't move it away. I was not moving. I saw a face, a familiar one. Darling I need some help. Yes, move my hair. No, don't close my eyes, it is dark. Don't leave me in this darkness. Pull me from the wreckage. Yes, hold me close … ah not so tight. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. Keep holding don't let me go. Now I see you holding me and crying. Why are you crying? Why I can see me. Why am I flying away? Bring me to you. Keep me between your arms. Breathe into me. Just keep me worm 'cause I'm frozen. This can't be it. There must be something more you can do. Don't let me die. Not here, not today. I'm not ready to die today in some alley in the dark. I still haven't wrapped your birthday present. I still haven't made you the chocolate cake you love. I still haven't told you I love you, not more enough. I still haven't seen our son, first day at school. I haven't grown old with you like I promised. I guess it is too late now… too late.

End.
The Vision Girl.

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