As I stood there, in that desolate place, observing
the minions of life, she appeared from nowhere, her
eyes, fixed on me, as if with evil intent. She
approached me and took my hand, but with no words. We
admired each other from so close, yet, it felt as if
she was worlds away. Her hair shone in the evening
light as if it were sewn from stands of diamonds, her
skin was smooth as silk, it was as if she was an
angel. I had never seen anyone like her in my entire
life. We stood there for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled at me, the temptation was too great, I
pulled her close to me and kissed her. It was a
passionate yet unruly kiss, it was so meaningful, yet,
it meant nothing.
The clouds gathered and soft rain began to fall from
the darkend skys. We ran underneath a tree, its old,
twisting branches covered with green, lush, leaves
shielding us both from the rain. We sat, and watched
the rain fall, as if they were tears being cried by a
god. She slowly opened her mouth and said to me in a
quiet, yet seductive voice, "If I die, will you mourn
my death?". I did not want to think about this, I did
not want this moment to end. I forced myself to say
"Yes, i would". She sighed and looked up at the tree,
looked past its braches, into the sky beyond, then,
she stood up and turned to me and said "I must leave
you, you will not see me again". She started to walk
away, but I caught up with her. "Why?", I asked, "Why
must you leave me?". She simply turned and smiled at
me, and quietly said, "We are not meant be, we are
different, we are not the same". I replied, "But our
love is strong, it has the power of an army, we can
defeat anything together, please, stay, don't leave
me." I fell to the ground, silent tears streaming from
my eyes. "Don't cry", she said, "life will go on, you
will forget about me and find another". "No !" i said,
"There will be no other, you are the one I love, only
you hold the key to my heart, without you, i am
lifeless, i am but a shadow of my former self, you
make me complete". She looked at me, and said "I will
always be with you, where ever you go, I will follow."
And with those final words, she left me. And as she
walked furthur and furthur away, I realised how lucky
I had been, to have an angel as my lover. And as the
sun set in the horizon, I got back up onto my feet,
and walked back to the tree. I sat there and longed
for her. I longed for her touch, her voice to break
the silence. But I was alone. I looked to the skys and
watched the clouds go by. I eventually got up and
began to walk away from the old tree that sheltered us
from the rain, when i saw a rose. It was blood red in
color, and stood out from the rest of the world. I
picked it up and looked at it, then I saw the blood. I
looked at my hand and realised that a thorn had pieced
my fingertip. I watched the blood slowly leave my body
and drip down my hand and onto the rose, splashing
over its wide petals. The blood reminded me of her. I
threw the rose into the distance, watching it fall to
the ground and settle in amongst some grass. I walked
back to the old tree and once again, sat down. I sat
there and thought. I thought about what my life would
be like without her.
I suddenly felt a cold object in my hand, I looked
down and there, in my right hand, the one the rose
thorn had pierced, was a dagger. Its blade was silver,
and sharp, the hilt was encrusted with jewels. The
handle was black, like the night, and at the end of
the handle was a silk scarf tied around it. It draped
itself around my hand, as if caressing me. I looked
long and hard at the dagger, thinking about everything
I had lost, and everything i would lose in the future.
I could no longer bare the lonelyness. I plunged the
dagger deep into my heart with all my might. The blade
piercing my skin and forcing its way through me. And
as I sat under the wise old tree, my lifeblood flowed
out of me like a raging river, its red color staining
the grass and all it touched. And as I died, I finally
realised, this is what its like to be alone....
