I loved her, or I thought I loved her.
What I've come to understand as love is merely a product of every
story I've ever read, and every movie I've ever seen. Love never
seemed to be an easy emotion to grasp, yet so many tossed the word
around as if it were interchangeable.
'I love you' could mean the same as 'I
enjoy you', 'You being pressed against me feels amazing', or my
favorite, 'I sincerely have trust issues, but I'm going to say I love
you because I feel like that's what you want to hear'. For lack of a
better word, I dare say that's all just lovely.
My mind flooded with images of
happiness whenever she crept into my head. An old couple, wedding
rings tight around their fingers as they lock hands, watching two
kids argue over a stuffed animal in front of them. It's us, can't you
see it? We're perfect for each other. If only you could see what I
can, understand the potential we have for everlasting happiness that
I envision.
Click
That sound. It's hollow, haunting,
even. Like an itch, progressing as the sound echoes louder, leaving
me with a stinging sensation. What was it? Has my mind left me? It
was only a matter of time, as most people have also followed suit
with the notion that I'm toxic. Was it her? Calling out to me,
beckoning me closer?
Click
No, it's something more. Something
creeping ever closer, not quite tangible. I can't put my mind on it.
Love, is that you? Are you testing me? I will not fail you. My dear,
it is I, you need not hide any longer. I've left the door open, you
need only walk through.
Thud
Again, but louder! I'm here, my love!
Step out from the shadows so I may gaze upon your beauty! How
beautiful you must look, those locks of perfect, shimmering silver,
untouched by the world's spite and despair!
Crash
Why must you hide, love? I'm here, can
you not hear my voice? How it aches for your company! Call out to me,
my dearest Noel, my perfection, my golden.
Crack
Dear? What are you doing? My love, you
are testing my patience! I've shown you my love, why must you push me
further? Have I not been faithful? Have I not been true?
Smash
Enough! You've clearly no desire for
my presence, nor my affection! Do you see what you do to me? What my
love for you pressures me into? I must release, my dear Noel.
Release, and refrain from torture, as my soul knows little more than
agony! Pierce me, Noel! Do you feel it? Can you feel the warmth, an
extension of my love? It stains me, Noel! Red, the color of love! The
color of us!
Silence
You ignore me? The only one who could
ever truly make you happy? You've stained more than my shirt, Noel!
For I shall pass to you what none have been courageous enough to give
me! A release, Noel! Free from all burdens! Can you see it? Can you
see us, Noel? The love? The beauty? You cannot hide! I see you! Feel
me, Noel! Look! It's here, Noel! Rest, rest and take my hand! Do you
feel it? The warmth of my being, it flows into you! We are but one
now! Noel! We shall be together! Look me in the eyes, my love! I love
you, my Noel. Soon, we will be but one!
Bang
My love! I shall miss you! Oh, how
your warmth is contagious!
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