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He held me close to him. Like an angel I leaned into the safety of his arms. I had never felt closer to anyone in my life. I had never felt so complete, so whole, so....loved. He tilted my chin to look at him, and I smiled into his dark eyes. My hand intertwined in his like a ying yang, his own skin dark like chocolate. I loved this boy. Despite the feeling that I shouldn't, I grew only closer to him. Our hearts where one, and I felt as if without him I would have no heart left to keep me breathing. I never wanted to leave him, I never wanted this minute, this second, to change. But fate had other things, painful, killing things in store for us. The family I feared so much began to pull him away from me. This dark angel was ripped away from me, and I was left standing alone. Their screams were like arrows piercing my heart.
"You white demon!"
"You slave driver.!"
"You disgusting little girl!"
All of these things were drilled into my mind. Like a tattoo they were inked into my heart. Did I not have the right to love whom I chose? Was my skin color really such a hated thing? Did I really deserve to be sanctioned away from the only happiness left? We fought. Like star crossed lovers who were angel and demon we fought with all our strength to stay together. Blood seeping from our tears we refused to be ripped away but I grew weak. I grew tired and weary of the pain inflicted on me. His arms could no longer hold me, nor my weak legs support me. I walked away with what peices of me I had left. The heavens crying for me, I looked away from the sorrow in his eyes. His beautiful face was twisted in pain and I knew mine did as well. I walked away...I did not fight anymore. My hear burried baried on the cold ground, I had no hope. I had no life...I had nothing. The imps who took my angel laughed at my back and I felt like a hero made into a coward.
With a sob I opened my eyes. Dim light through my window I cried softly in pain and confusion. I had only dreamed. I was dreaming of the ghosts that we knew.
- by Silencematters |
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- | Submitted on 03/18/2012 |
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- Title: The ghosts that we knew.
- Artist: Silencematters
- Description: It was a dream...
- Date: 03/18/2012
- Tags: ghosts knew
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