Saturday, July 31, 2010

Rotting Love

She wonders why he doesn't hear, he doesn't see. He says he's listening, but the words aren't getting through. She can't show him so she's trying to tell him in the best way she can, but now the message is all askew. He thinks she's light, but she can't even cast out the shadows of his doubt and she's slowly disappearing in the void of her own. She can't scream louder then her own fear. It festers like a wound in her heart and she wants to let him know that in her mind he's already gone. She's holding onto the hope and a memory she can never touch. Reaching across space for a hand she's never felt. A ghost with no warmth to give. No body to hold. She recedes in her silence watching her love rot as she forgets the reasons why.. Refuses to care to numb the pain, to save the anger, to drown the tears.

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