one

The ring box closes sharply with the sound of a love abandoned.
He doesn’t wish to spend his life with her.
The smile disappears from his face.
He closes his eyes, all is black,
Sweet words replaced.
She walks backwardly out of the room.
Cold air surrounds her body.
Down the stairs, out the door
To place inside she’s never been before.
There is something missing.
Essence has gone away
For he has been long gone, all along,
The man she loved today.
Let’s rewind to a brighter time
When the world did seem sweeter,
And dreams were real again,
Just the way they were in childhood.
Smiles were new and love was good,
Fingers entwined perfectly together.
Promises were quickly made and believed and executed…
All except for one.
Back on earth again,
She so sadly remembers the chills inside her skin,
The day he touched her and she was whole again.
And a moment in time their eyes stared so deep,
She could hear God screaming their names for such a love to keep.
But somewhere along the way,
This love went astray.
One morning a smile appeared from a woman on his side,
But that smile did not belong to her.
Some time crawled by before it drove him insane,
Like the mere thought of bringing so much pain.
But born was the slightest presence of good consciousness,
And he knew what he had to do.
Thus came words that broke as glass and spilled as ink,
“I need to speak with you.”
Her heart sank into her very core,
This place inside she’s never been before.
Blood fell from her face and ran ice cold.
Barely feeling her own body stand,
Witnessing tears fall from the eyes of this man,
Every word spoken so distorted,
She could feel herself slip away with every passing second.
Knowing her life would never quite be the same,
Disregarding every memory before this news came.
Air seems scarce now and she can barely breathe.
With every ounce of strength she asks, “How could you do this to me?”
And with these words, what would become the last
The trees around her died and the sun promptly passed.
With a trembling body she fell to the floor,
Screaming for this love so bad, so bad and nevermore…
Upon awakening he was gone,
Leaving nothing but the echo of the ring box in her head.
Never had she wished reality to be a dream
For love was the dream and reality never needed to be.
He had turned his back,
Never looking back.
With clenched fists she silently prays,
“Please, oh please, just get me through this fight.”
And again it resonates.
Such an empty and lifeless sound,
The distant voice promising the sun,
Promising the world.
All kept but one.

created Thursday, February 23, 2010