Your eyes were the colour of the sun and,
There was this trick; they changed with your emotions.
I could tell everything you were feeling.
You were this nice little boy—with the widest smile on your face. You were carefree and that was what I loved about you.
Everything was fine, you were fine—until it happened.
Something broke in you that day and since then you became a shell of yourself.
From that day, I couldn't see the sun, what I saw was the starless night that were your eyes.
No more was the kind boy who wore his heart on his sleeves, no more were the smiles that always managed to warm my heart.
And as the days passed and your walls thickened, I saw less and less of you—the real you.
Only this creature, this creature you've created as a clone of yourself.
It hurts seeing you like this.
You left,
You turned your back on me and you started walking away.
My heart in my throat, I took a step towards you but now, an ocean divided us.
I yelled your name, again and again but you kept on walking.
I sunk down to my knees and I felt a tear escape, then another, and another and another.
I took a shaky breath as I called your name one last time. This time you halted.
But you didn't turn back.
"Please, stay." I sobbed.
Almost an eternity of silence passed between us, then you turned your head, just enough to see the tears running down my eyes and for a split second, I saw your eyes soften and once again, I could see the sun.
"I can't lose anyone else, I already lost too much." I heard you whisper, before you started walking away, out of my life, forever.
And like that, you were gone.
Day passed, months, years.
I thought about you everyday,
And I wondered if you thought about me too.
Five years slowly went by and eventually I learned to forget about you, about your smile, your eyes, your warmth.
It took me a while but I moved on and wished you happiness, it took me all of my strength to move on.
I was waitering at a local coffee shop. It'd been our favorite. You used to love yours black, though I loved mine with enough cream you'd mistake it as something else.
I was waiting a table one day attending to a customer when I heard the bell jingle indicating the arrival of a new customer.
I slapped on my best fake smile and welcomed the guest.
"Welcome." I said,
But my eyes widened and the mug I was holding fell to the floor.
It cracked, shattering to little tiny pieces, just like my heart was. My heart flickered with electricity then stuttered.
"You." I breathed. Your eyes were wide slightly, staring at the mess around my feet.
You walked towards me.
"Are you alright, miss?"
"W-What?" I stuttered. Aside from the customer I'd previously attended to, no one else was in the coffee shop and I was the only waiter around at the moment. It was still very early.
"I'm asking if you're hurt." You smiled a little.
You were looking at me, like you couldn't recognize me. You smiled politely like you would a stranger and I saw the old you.
"You don't remember me?" I asked.
Something flickered in your eyes as you stared into mine. I walked closer to you, you didn't move away.
"It's me." I said with such sorrow that my face crumbled before you. Your hands came up around me to stabilize me.
"What happened to you?" I held your cheek,
"Alex." I whispered. As I stared into your eyes, I watched as the memories came flooding past the wall you've hidden behind to keep yourself safe from the pain. It all came back.
Everything...
The pain,
The sorrow,
Me,
I could see the recognition in your eyes.
You remembered me.
"Rose." You breathed.
The pain seemed to swallow you whole and your hands tightened around me. You wanted to run, not physically, but back behind the castle walls you've built over the years, to protect yourself.
You wanted to hide, where I wouldn't see you, where I wouldn't see the sun.
"No, don't." I pleading pulling you the closest I could to myself.
"Please, don't, not again." I teared up.
"Don't run away again. I'm here, I'm right here." I held your face in my hands.
"Let me see you." I tilted my head up and my lips met yours...
"Please."
I tasted your pain, it filled me. I deepened the kiss.
I felt you succumbing. Your balled hands relaxed as the tenseness slowly left you.
I pulled back and I saw you.
You were looking at me as though you've never seen me, until then. You searched my eyes for something, I didn't know what.
You wanted to speak but the words got choked up in your throat,
"I, I..." I know you didn't have the words, so I helped you out.
"Alex, it wasn't your fault,
"It was an accident." I said.
But at my words you wanted to retreat back into your shell but I didn't let you.
"It was an accident. You didn't kill her Alex." I pressed.
I felt you shudder and your eyes darted around and you focused on anything but me— you wanted to run away.
I watched you take in a painful breath,
"I should have gotten there sooner. If I had, Chloe wouldn't have—" Your breath caught, not being able to complete the statement.
"It wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known." I whispered.
"Don't blame yourself for Chloe's death."
I caressed your cheek and with each stroke, I saw your shell crack and I saw the sun dance as your emotions flickered to the touch of my hand.
"If I hadn't been late, if I had gone home a bit earlier, I would have made it." You said in despair.
I held your head to my chest in an embrace and caressed your hair.
"You did all you could. You brought her out of the water and called the ambulance. There wasn't more you could have done." I told him softly.
I felt your thundering heartbeat...
"She wouldn't be happy seeing you like this. Be the brother she knew, happy, carefree, kind, loving."
I leaned back to look into your eyes and my eyes watered as I said the next words,
"I'm here," I whispered and you looked down into my eyes, your eyes watering too.
"I don't blame you. I never did." I said softly.
I saw as the tears made their way slowly down your cheek and once more I saw the sun,
It was the most beautiful thing.
.
.
.
.
.
Soo, did you guys enjoy it? 😊❤️
Sometimes we get stuck in the past but it takes grace to stop living in the past and move on. I pray we all see the strength to move on with our lives and leave the past where it belongs.🙏
Please drop a comment for me, I'd love to know what you think!❤️
There was this trick; they changed with your emotions.
I could tell everything you were feeling.
You were this nice little boy—with the widest smile on your face. You were carefree and that was what I loved about you.
Everything was fine, you were fine—until it happened.
Something broke in you that day and since then you became a shell of yourself.
From that day, I couldn't see the sun, what I saw was the starless night that were your eyes.
No more was the kind boy who wore his heart on his sleeves, no more were the smiles that always managed to warm my heart.
And as the days passed and your walls thickened, I saw less and less of you—the real you.
Only this creature, this creature you've created as a clone of yourself.
It hurts seeing you like this.
You left,
You turned your back on me and you started walking away.
My heart in my throat, I took a step towards you but now, an ocean divided us.
I yelled your name, again and again but you kept on walking.
I sunk down to my knees and I felt a tear escape, then another, and another and another.
I took a shaky breath as I called your name one last time. This time you halted.
But you didn't turn back.
"Please, stay." I sobbed.
Almost an eternity of silence passed between us, then you turned your head, just enough to see the tears running down my eyes and for a split second, I saw your eyes soften and once again, I could see the sun.
"I can't lose anyone else, I already lost too much." I heard you whisper, before you started walking away, out of my life, forever.
And like that, you were gone.
Day passed, months, years.
I thought about you everyday,
And I wondered if you thought about me too.
Five years slowly went by and eventually I learned to forget about you, about your smile, your eyes, your warmth.
It took me a while but I moved on and wished you happiness, it took me all of my strength to move on.
I was waitering at a local coffee shop. It'd been our favorite. You used to love yours black, though I loved mine with enough cream you'd mistake it as something else.
I was waiting a table one day attending to a customer when I heard the bell jingle indicating the arrival of a new customer.
I slapped on my best fake smile and welcomed the guest.
"Welcome." I said,
But my eyes widened and the mug I was holding fell to the floor.
It cracked, shattering to little tiny pieces, just like my heart was. My heart flickered with electricity then stuttered.
"You." I breathed. Your eyes were wide slightly, staring at the mess around my feet.
You walked towards me.
"Are you alright, miss?"
"W-What?" I stuttered. Aside from the customer I'd previously attended to, no one else was in the coffee shop and I was the only waiter around at the moment. It was still very early.
"I'm asking if you're hurt." You smiled a little.
You were looking at me, like you couldn't recognize me. You smiled politely like you would a stranger and I saw the old you.
"You don't remember me?" I asked.
Something flickered in your eyes as you stared into mine. I walked closer to you, you didn't move away.
"It's me." I said with such sorrow that my face crumbled before you. Your hands came up around me to stabilize me.
"What happened to you?" I held your cheek,
"Alex." I whispered. As I stared into your eyes, I watched as the memories came flooding past the wall you've hidden behind to keep yourself safe from the pain. It all came back.
Everything...
The pain,
The sorrow,
Me,
I could see the recognition in your eyes.
You remembered me.
"Rose." You breathed.
The pain seemed to swallow you whole and your hands tightened around me. You wanted to run, not physically, but back behind the castle walls you've built over the years, to protect yourself.
You wanted to hide, where I wouldn't see you, where I wouldn't see the sun.
"No, don't." I pleading pulling you the closest I could to myself.
"Please, don't, not again." I teared up.
"Don't run away again. I'm here, I'm right here." I held your face in my hands.
"Let me see you." I tilted my head up and my lips met yours...
"Please."
I tasted your pain, it filled me. I deepened the kiss.
I felt you succumbing. Your balled hands relaxed as the tenseness slowly left you.
I pulled back and I saw you.
You were looking at me as though you've never seen me, until then. You searched my eyes for something, I didn't know what.
You wanted to speak but the words got choked up in your throat,
"I, I..." I know you didn't have the words, so I helped you out.
"Alex, it wasn't your fault,
"It was an accident." I said.
But at my words you wanted to retreat back into your shell but I didn't let you.
"It was an accident. You didn't kill her Alex." I pressed.
I felt you shudder and your eyes darted around and you focused on anything but me— you wanted to run away.
I watched you take in a painful breath,
"I should have gotten there sooner. If I had, Chloe wouldn't have—" Your breath caught, not being able to complete the statement.
"It wasn't your fault. You couldn't have known." I whispered.
"Don't blame yourself for Chloe's death."
I caressed your cheek and with each stroke, I saw your shell crack and I saw the sun dance as your emotions flickered to the touch of my hand.
"If I hadn't been late, if I had gone home a bit earlier, I would have made it." You said in despair.
I held your head to my chest in an embrace and caressed your hair.
"You did all you could. You brought her out of the water and called the ambulance. There wasn't more you could have done." I told him softly.
I felt your thundering heartbeat...
"She wouldn't be happy seeing you like this. Be the brother she knew, happy, carefree, kind, loving."
I leaned back to look into your eyes and my eyes watered as I said the next words,
"I'm here," I whispered and you looked down into my eyes, your eyes watering too.
"I don't blame you. I never did." I said softly.
I saw as the tears made their way slowly down your cheek and once more I saw the sun,
It was the most beautiful thing.
.
.
.
.
.
Soo, did you guys enjoy it? 😊❤️
Sometimes we get stuck in the past but it takes grace to stop living in the past and move on. I pray we all see the strength to move on with our lives and leave the past where it belongs.🙏
Please drop a comment for me, I'd love to know what you think!❤️
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