The world is alive with the soft hum of the wind and the crisp evening light that falls on the streets. A golden moment of tranquility. Hushed whispers and forced laughs echo around me as I walk down the street, focused on the weeds that sprout beneath the broken pavement. The sky is a gentle concoction of magenta and peach, each colour swimming through the sky, chasing the sun. How strange it is that every day, whether it was good or bad, always ends with indescribable beauty, to mend the piece of our hearts that was broken that day.
I glance towards the end of the street, where the road goes on and on until it finds the sea which eventually reaches the horizon. Smiling to myself, I feel a jolt in my heart to know that one day I too will reach the horizon. One day, I will find myself amidst the clouds and allow myself to sail away through the sky. One day, I too will be at peace. One day.
A face pulls me out of my thoughts. The deep blue ocean eyes that I could always lose myself in stare at me, and waves that once flowed in that sea are now turned to ice. All the other features are lost to me, the honey-coloured hair and the charming smile, as if they are cast in shadow and all that remains are the eyes.
His eyes.
I feel myself drowning.`The icy eyes that paralyse me seem to melt into azure waves that flow straight into my heart, filling me so full of water I can barely breathe. It is as if I have left the earth and am immersed in a sapphire glow, each ripple rocking my body back and forth until I cannot breathe and there is only me and the sea.
As the waves crash over me, each time with more power, the memories run freely in my mind. The hurt. The heartbreak. A surge of tears followed by a slammed door. The loneliness. His cold eyes as he looks into mine and says "I don't need you". And yet, among the pain that swallows me, my heart is filled with love and light and all that is good in the world. His voice is alive in my mind, whispering. Whilst I drown in his eyes I am at peace with drowning, because drowning means loving him and I do.
He blinks, and I surface.
At his arm is a girl. She's thinner than me, with emerald eyes and auburn curls that frame her face. Her pink lipstick perfectly matches her stunning smile, and she has pristine white teeth that could glow in the dark. In every possible way, she's better than me. And in every possible way, it hurts.
My eyes meet his again and I shatter into a thousand pieces, allowing the gusts of wind to banish me beyond the horizon. After months of putting myself back together, glueing the broken pieces not so that they fit but so that they hold, a single look at him and my world spirals out of control. A single look at him and I'm back to a place I swore I'd never return, back to accepting cheap excuses and breaking myself trying to love him.
He walks right passed me without saying a word, but his eyes speak an infinite amount of words that his mouth could never hope to phrase. A tear escapes my eye, a single drop of pain that I can no longer bear. A waterfall breaks within me, and I sit on the pavement as tear after tear falls out of me, leaving me empty.
And suddenly the warm light that once basked the earth is gone and I am submerged in darkness, desperately trying to find a way out but finding only more shadows. The shadows dance around me and I am lost in the darkest corners of my mind, screaming for help but hearing no answer. The gloom spreads into my heart, into my mind and I welcome it like a friend. In a way, it is my friend.
As my breathing slows and my vision focuses, I look out into the distance, passed the harsh street lights and the soft glow of apartments. I see the line where the sea meets the horizon, where one infinity meets another. Where there are no worries or pains but simply new beginnings and soft smiles. Where I will one day find myself at peace.
One day.
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