You and I
Requiem of a Lost Love
And there you are. Your cold eyes piercing my heart.
No emotion. A haunting gaze.
Why won’t you speak?
You’ve been gone so long. My sanity was failing and here you are. Staring at me.
Stop.
Make a move.
The more the clock ticks the more my heart breaks.
Why? Do something! You’re just sitting there!
I stand, you never moved. Your eyes are following me. And yet you remain in the same spot!
A red sky shines above.
Stop, your gaze hurts. Cold, colder than the tallest mountain, the deepest sea. My blood boils. You’re just sitting there! Get up! Flash me a smile!
Your face, pale as the white sheets adorning our bed.
Our. You. Me.
I move closer. You’re still in the same spot.
I can no longer control myself. You understand? Right? You always do.
I feel blood on my hands. Why? My fists wont stop moving. See what happens when your gone.
I ruined your beautiful face. Your body falls over. Your stare. Lifeless, dull. It scares me.
I pull you close
Please close your eyes!
Tears stain your face. My tears.
I wait for your hand to touch my cheek. Nothing. Not even the slightest movement.
I’m so sorry. So very sorry. I never meant for this to happen.
I hold your hand and bring it to my face. So soft. Like always.
So here we are. A perfect scene.
Red lights are flashing near by.
You must get up! We have to leave! They’re here to take you away! Do you not see that!
They’re here, next to me. My world fades.
A dark nothingness surrounds me.
Why aren’t you here with me?
I wake in a cell.
Where are you? Where have they taken you?
I yell at them to let me see you. I need to see you.
They hold up a knife. Blood dripped from the blade. Your blood.
They think I did this?
Some thing is said. I ask for a phone call. But you’re the only one I’d ever call.
Where are you now? I see the blade. Not quite in reach.
One is called away. The other is mildly distracted.
Now! I grabbed the knife. I hold it to my neck. The tip is drawing blood.
I yell. Scream. Beg. One last look. I have to see you. At least one more time. Why? Are you determined to leave me!?
They agree. My guard falls.
I’m being led to where you are.
The blade digs deeper. How can I notice when I’m so close you.
Blood falls on the floor.
There you are. On a table.
Why is there a sheet over your head? You’re not dead.
Or.
Maybe.
You.
Are.
I fall to the floor. I don’t remember!
The knife, I only notice now, Is deeper in than it should have been
I jerked my hand.
I ripped something. Was it important?
I crawl towards you. I slip in my blood.
Your hand falls down. Dangling in front of my eyes.
I feel faint.
I have to reach you! You held your hand towards me! You wanted me to take it. The blackness starts to emerge. I’m so close.
One more.
Little.
I reach forward but my hand falls a centimeter too short.
With my last strength I move.
So close.
Darkness falls around me.
I’m so sorry.
Requiem of a Lost Love
And there you are. Your cold eyes piercing my heart.
No emotion. A haunting gaze.
Why won’t you speak?
You’ve been gone so long. My sanity was failing and here you are. Staring at me.
Stop.
Make a move.
The more the clock ticks the more my heart breaks.
Why? Do something! You’re just sitting there!
I stand, you never moved. Your eyes are following me. And yet you remain in the same spot!
A red sky shines above.
Stop, your gaze hurts. Cold, colder than the tallest mountain, the deepest sea. My blood boils. You’re just sitting there! Get up! Flash me a smile!
Your face, pale as the white sheets adorning our bed.
Our. You. Me.
I move closer. You’re still in the same spot.
I can no longer control myself. You understand? Right? You always do.
I feel blood on my hands. Why? My fists wont stop moving. See what happens when your gone.
I ruined your beautiful face. Your body falls over. Your stare. Lifeless, dull. It scares me.
I pull you close
Please close your eyes!
Tears stain your face. My tears.
I wait for your hand to touch my cheek. Nothing. Not even the slightest movement.
I’m so sorry. So very sorry. I never meant for this to happen.
I hold your hand and bring it to my face. So soft. Like always.
So here we are. A perfect scene.
Red lights are flashing near by.
You must get up! We have to leave! They’re here to take you away! Do you not see that!
They’re here, next to me. My world fades.
A dark nothingness surrounds me.
Why aren’t you here with me?
I wake in a cell.
Where are you? Where have they taken you?
I yell at them to let me see you. I need to see you.
They hold up a knife. Blood dripped from the blade. Your blood.
They think I did this?
Some thing is said. I ask for a phone call. But you’re the only one I’d ever call.
Where are you now? I see the blade. Not quite in reach.
One is called away. The other is mildly distracted.
Now! I grabbed the knife. I hold it to my neck. The tip is drawing blood.
I yell. Scream. Beg. One last look. I have to see you. At least one more time. Why? Are you determined to leave me!?
They agree. My guard falls.
I’m being led to where you are.
The blade digs deeper. How can I notice when I’m so close you.
Blood falls on the floor.
There you are. On a table.
Why is there a sheet over your head? You’re not dead.
Or.
Maybe.
You.
Are.
I fall to the floor. I don’t remember!
The knife, I only notice now, Is deeper in than it should have been
I jerked my hand.
I ripped something. Was it important?
I crawl towards you. I slip in my blood.
Your hand falls down. Dangling in front of my eyes.
I feel faint.
I have to reach you! You held your hand towards me! You wanted me to take it. The blackness starts to emerge. I’m so close.
One more.
Little.
I reach forward but my hand falls a centimeter too short.
With my last strength I move.
So close.
Darkness falls around me.
I’m so sorry.
