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Saturday, July 12, 2008, 12:00 AM
The silence seems so loud
But it was always there. He never really bothered to question its existance or what "it" even was. But somewhere inside his heart, he just knew, and that was all that mattered to him. He would see it everywhere, on his bedroom floor in the morning, in the shower, inside the deepest corners of his mind. Even now, on his deathbed. The slow beeping of the moniter assured him that the breath of life had not yet departed. But that was not enough of a comfort. The moniter said his heart was alive and well, but he knew it had shattered long ago. Ever since she walked out the door. Yet here she lay beside him, rivulettes of tears falling ever so softly by his bedside causing a gentle river of tears to streak down his arm. He wanted to make her feel better, Come on say something romantic you bafoon, he thought in his head. He pondered on the lines, "I must be in heaven, for i see an angel beside me now" but decided it too cliche and discarded the thought. After much hesitant weighing of the possibilities, he settled on "I must not be in heaven, for angels do not cry so in the heavenly skies". He smiled to himself, proud of his sudden romantic inspiration. her tears, however, did not stop. In fact they poured more than ever, she went on to say how much she would miss his witty one liners. Now you miss it, only when its going away,you miss it. He thought to himself. Silently cursing at the fickle human mind, always taking things for granted and only realising how much it meant to them when it was gone. Fools. All of them. And yet, there he lay, perhaps the biggest fool of them all, not realising how much he still loved her till it was too late. He knew the tumor would grow, he knew this day would come when he would be kissing his final moments on this earth a sad goodbye. Memories flooded him now, every last precious second of his 19 years of life, all the best times in his life, and her, walking down the wind kissed beach, a bright yellow chiffon dress billowed with the wind, licking at the air as flames do, her hair a soft brown hue dancing with the breeze, and that smile. Oh that smile could move oceans and make mountians bow, how he would miss her smile. As he walked with her down that empty beach with a camera in hand, snapping away at any oppurtunity he could, wanting ever so much for this moment to last forever and never end. Beep. "Delete that! I look stupid i swear!" "Dont be ridiculous baby you look gorgeous! First thing tomorrow im taking you to a doctor to get your eyes checked" Beep. "No you're not smiling Ed, you gotta smile real big! " "What like this?" "hahaha now you look goofy!" "Nyeh nyeh" There wne that smile again. Flashbacks hit him one after another. Beep. "Why cant we just be like we were, Jenna? Why?" "Because things arent the same anymore Ed! I have a life besides you alright? I need my space so back off!" "Back off? I love you jenna, and you're telling me to back off?" "You heard me clear asshole. Stay away from me. Im sick and tired of all these complications between you and i. Maybe we just werent meant to be." "You said it yourself! We were made for each other! You said it yourself jenna! You said that all we needed was each other, and that no matter what no matter who no matter when, we'd always love each other! What happened to forever babe? What happened?" "Its gone alright Ed? its gone, so just take it. Things change, people change. You just never did." Beep. His tears now flowed as much as hers. He wondered if she was thinking the same thoughts he was. He wondered if she ever regretted loving him. He hoped she would never forget him. Beep. The moniter's beeping got slower. Beep. Her tears flowed faster. Beep. Waiting on the edge of what he could never escape. Beep. The moniter's beeping now turned into a long delayed beep. And if ever the oceans went dry, the tears that poured from her now would be enough to fill up the seas again and still have enough for another 7. It was there. He wasnt quite sure why or what to make of it, nor what defined it. But it was always there. He never really bothered to question its existance or what "it" even was. But somewhere inside his heart, he just knew, and that was all that mattered to him. He would see it everywhere, on his bedroom floor in the morning, in the shower, inside the deepest corners of his mind. Even now, as he drifted away, feeling the clouds beneath his feet. Slowly but surely, just drifting away. ao |
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