28 Dec

He stared blankly, as the cigarette slowly burns its way to the end of the stick. He smiled weakly, though tears are flowing down his cheeks every now and then. He lost something, something visible, and something invisible. The blue eyes of his no longer smile like they used to and his thoughts keep running back into the past so that he could constantly look at that something he lost.

*****

24 Dec

It was Christmas Eve. Both of them were on the roof of a high rise building. She was standing on the edge of a roof, saying some words to him in an angry tone. She blamed him for spending very little time with her the last few weeks, though she somehow knew that he was not intentional. She also said that she hated him, for he always wasn¡¯t there when she needs him the last few weeks. Then she turned around.

She saw his worried face, and instantly, she knew how much she meant to him. She knew he was going to break down very soon, if she still wouldn¡¯t step down from the edge after his much persuasion. And that was also what¡¯s in his mind; he kept making himself to not think of the worst, and that she would step down after he explained everything to her.

She thought, maybe her joke was too much. It was only a Christmas joke she intended to play on him, not to make him break down. So as soon as he finished explaining, she squatted down and showed him a broad smile. At once, he knew what was going on.

Despite the fact that he already realized it was a joke, he still looked restless. He scared that accidents might happen, so he kept asking her to come down first. But she was stubborn. She said she wanted to see her Christmas present first, since he said that he has been working on her Christmas present the last few weeks.


Carefully, he handed a medium- sized box to her. She was touched to tears when she saw what was inside. It was a love made of tiny pieces of glass with a tiny light under that made the heart shines beautifully as the light refracts through the glass. The whole piece of art was being framed in a transparent plastic box to prevent the glass from cutting any fingers. He spent weeks to make it and there were plasters all over his fingers to hide the cuts he suffered while making the star.

She was so happy she wanted to hug him immediately. But at that very moment, she slipped.

He caught her hands just in time and tried to pull her up. She struggled to keep herself alive too, for she doesn't want to die. He was struggling to pull her up as his energy is draining away every second. He knew he was not going to hold on much longer, but they both did not want to give up.

And so, the very moment came when he could not hold on much longer. Her hands slipped and she fell. Both of them were staring at each other when she falls. They both were reading each other¡¯s lips. Both of them said ¡®I loved you¡¯. They were tears on their faces, and seconds later, they lost each other.

****

28 Dec


He could still remember her face. She was smiling when she fell, although there were tears on her face. He understood her smile. He knew she was laughing at herself for being foolish to play such a joke on him, which made her pay such a big price to learn a lesson like this.


He keeps blaming himself. If he was a little stronger, if he was a little better, if he was a little more careful, then she would be safe, playing by his side this very moment now. Only he could felt the helplessness when he saw his loved one die in front of him yet could do nothing.


He keep lighting the cigarettes one after another, leaving the empty boxes and cigarette ashes everywhere on the floor.


*****

29 Dec

The last day of her funeral.

The day she is being buried.

He lost his love, his soul, his heart and his lover.

He lost his world

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Nice.
» Dilated on 2007-02-15 09:09:21

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» theZEBRA on 2007-02-15 10:41:44

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