Anna

It’s four in the morning, and I’m sat in this room of gloom, eyeing pictures of you, of us. The rain clouts against my window, violent yet so soothing. I stroll to the door with my head tilted like a broken doll because I sense you standing in the hallway. The door creaks open, and there you are my love, with those dark eyes of yours; the ones I fell into. I run to you but you run from me, and I can only scream, urge you to return, but you are gone. Then I remember that time has slipped by; almost a year has passed. The panic subsides, yet the pain lingers on. Your voice calls from outside and I wander towards the lake, where I sense you. The front door of the house bashes in the wind, and I leave it behind, allowing silence to envelope me as I walk. And again I remember that time has slipped by; almost a year has passed. I’m at the edge of the lake but you are not here. Where are you? Don’t you want to exchange conversation with me? Don’t you remember us laughing that night, when the sun melted into the sky? Don’t you miss me? I sink to the ground, and my heart can take no more. He played games with the one that loved him. I slide into the water. The coolness soothes my soul, my mind; and slowly I sink into darkness, and I am gone.

©2012.alittlebirdtweets

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6 thoughts on “Anna

  1. spellbinding, it was great

  2. Seb says:

    Oh. This is awful. I mean, it is wonderfully written but awful for me to read. You see, I once asked a girl called Anna to marry me and this is pretty much how it ended up. Exactly this. You don’t live by a lighthouse in Georgia, perchance, do you?

    • Eek, now that’s freaky! Apologies if it was disturbing for you to read Seb. I never base my stories on true events – my ideas and characters are randomly thrown together and a hundred percent fictional.

  3. Eric Alagan says:

    Well written – sad theme but well written. Thanks, Eric

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