NIGHTLOVE
Your words cut through me like a thousand rays of sunlight ripping through the dark of night, killing it; the most silent, instant way to die. Yet to be killed by something so beautiful is pain beyond any pain ever thought to exist.
My heart aches.
It's the only part of me that feels anything.
I look into your eyes. Your beautiful green eyes.
So deep, and so distant.
I feel like I could die, drown in those eyes and never be missed by a soul.
A picture is worth a thousand words, yet just a few words can break a heart. How strong can a heart possibly be, to be broken by something so innocent? And how true can love be, if it's held in such a fragile container?
Yet your eyes are worth a million words, a trillion words! And they break my heart over and over again.
I don't hold back my tears, they just never come. Nothing comes but pain. I envy the night, who is killed so instantly, so suddenly that even it's stars don't have time to mourn for it.
You were my hope, my happiness, my life, my love. Yet in a second you are willing to live without me. You left me, screaming in my own silence. I guess I didn't know you very well after all. The pain grows.
I watch you, as you turn your back to me, and I long for you to touch me. To hold me. Nothing else matters. Time would stand still forever if you would just hold me in your arms, but as the Timekeepers ransom, this can never be. The more I pray for you to come back to me, the further you are. Until you are there no more.
I am alone. And it is now that I realize that I had lost you long ago.
My heart feels nothing but pain. But all is not lost. Not yet. Not ever. Because I am the night. The night, who always overcomes the sun's deadly rays. All stop to watch the blue turn to red, to purple, to black, and they marvel at it's beauty. The sky, flooded with the colors of life. I, too, will blossom and as each star shines, I will learn to love again. I will live.