As I peered through my window, my eyes swiftly caught the sight of my beloved. She stood outside staring off in the vast emptiness. Her beauty always seemed to stun me. The blink of my eyes seemed to erase her for she was standing there no longer. "A vision?" I mutter. A ping of sadness crept up my spine. Standing straight up were the hairs on the back of my neck. I turn around and out of my bedroom, I walked. Slowly I staggered to the stairs at the end of the hallway. As I stand there at the very top of the stairs, I see my beloved. Fixed on her beauty my eyes were. Situated at the foot of my steps she was. Our eyes, locked on each other.
Then the blink of an eye again erased her. I slowly walk down the steps looking behind me frequently. When I am at the bottom in the corner of my left eye is she again. Then I close my eyes and she is gone. I continue to wonder why she dares to haunt my soul, taunt my soul, destroy my soul. It hurts to think of her, it hurts to see her. The sight of her makes my bones grow week. Do I really need this?
 Notakashi · Mon Jun 12, 2006 @ 07:40pm · 0 Comments |
