His Ashes.

Oh, maybe it is not right to be thinking of such things. Some people might think you’re insane and put you in an asylum somewhere. A place where Ill never be able to see you again or find you. So stop right now. Stop.

What am I afraid of?

Everything.

But I don’t like showing it. Yes, I am afraid of you. No, I will not run away. Why? I don’t know. Should there be a reason for everything? If that is the case then there’s a reason why we’re both here. If I try and think about it, I will drive myself insane. You don’t want that. I don’t want that. The world is crazy enough as it is.

Let there be no need for explanations. Leave things the way they are.

Yes, that’s better.

I hear music in everything, did you know that? No? I figured that I might have told you about it before. But it is true. I hear it in everything. Whenever you move your hands, when you smile, whenever the car windows go up and down there’s music. I hear it right now. I hear drums when you blink. Go on, blink.

Didn’t you hear it? Thump—thump—thump— so lovely the way it sounds.

Maybe we should stop here for a while. See that house over there? Maybe we should ask them for a drink. Something warm would be nice. Come on, the lights are on. There are people there. Surely. Cold? No, its not cold. Here, I’ll hold you close. Better?

That was a nice cup of coffee, was it not? Coffee in the middle of nowhere made by a stranger with the kindest of hearts. I don’t suppose there is anything better in the world. Okay, there are a great number of better things. You really enjoy bursting my bubble. I kind of hate you for that.

We’re almost there.

If I do this, will I ever see you again? Yes? Are you sure? Im sure you’re lying to me but there’s nothing I can do about it now. I made a promise and its one that I would keep. I know, Ive broken plenty. So I owe you. Is this what you really want? Okay. The drive back home would be pretty lonely without anyone to talk to.

Will you promise me something? Yes, just one thing. Wait for me?

Yes?

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~ by melianquolie on December 11, 2009.

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