Looking Forward
The sound of the waters rushing woke me up. It was morning, and I slept through the entire night laying on the grass under the sky.
I remained still, touching my lips. I could still feel him with his head on my lap and my hand on his cheek. The warmth of when our lips met was also there. I clutched my chest as I felt the sensation slipping away, slowly being replaced by loneliness.
The emptiness came back, and the void started consuming me.
I could see the birds soaring high above the clouds, freely diving and twirling at the vast space they had. For me to escape this reality, I wished I could fly, far from the troubles life has given me. This grassy stretch of land between a lake and a nearby forest was my sanctuary. I could sleep here and disappear momentarily from the world.
But before the world could catch up right at this moment, I cherished the last seconds until I fully become numbed by the reality waiting for me.
In this very place, we carved our names on the tree right above my head. We were blinded at what we thought was love. You would carry me and spin me around right up to when we fall onto the grass, giggling. You promised me forever, but in the end, my heart sank with the promise you’ve said.
You’ve moved on while I constantly went here, waiting to dream of a different reality where you actually stayed for me.
(To avoid confusion, read first Looking Back. Another thing, this isn’t anything personal. It’s pure fiction.)
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