All her fragrances came to an end. No more joyous conversations on the phone. No more updating status messages on online services with implied meanings that were known to her alone.
Promises made but not kept. Issues not resolved. Too many people inbetween. He let her go...
For good.
For good!
She was the fresh bud upon his thorns. She neutralized him. He wanted to neutralize her. God had found their inverse and placed them in front of each other. Valentines forever.
Communication. The closer he came the more he got pushed back. He had a lot to say. He had a lot of nothing to say. A voice unheard?
A voice unheard. A murmuring one. A whimpering one. Agonizing her.
Uncertainty meant 'never', she thought. Ranting and pointing his finger at everything but himself! I will miss you. You took a stand on every little thing. You sure could yell. And so loud.
But you could be the one. The one who saves me from my own existence. Why are you so eager to identify with someone above the ground? Someone prepared to lead the way. Would this someone die for you?
Will you? Will you now? Would you die for me? Don't you fucking lie.
Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fucking lie.
I won't say goodbye. You do it. And then face yourself. If you can.
