You slept there blissfully like a baby. On his shoulders, sound in slumber, oblivion to the happenings around you. He sat beside you, shoulders soft and gentle like your pillow, yet strong upright, and reliable. He watches over you, as your head rests on his frame, hands hugging him. He is gently stroking your hair while mantaining a watch eye of the surrounding, as if prepared to throw himself at any danger for you and you only. You look tired, he looks tired too, yet he dares not sleep. Fearing that any slight movement will rob you of those precious moments of sleep. He was, is and will be the reason why you are sleeping peacefully.
What a nice picture. And this romantic moment, this serenity is played on as the run way lights cast a soft hue on you two.
The nice piano music plays in the background.
I look to my left at this picture. Hundreds of thoughts surfaced. Hundreds of thoughts vanished. Simultaneously with the hundreds of hearts that died.
Furious, Anger, Jealousy, Confusion and all, and to think i thought i was prepared for all of these. How more wrong could i get.
he looked to his right. I took a step back. I look front.
And walked away.
"Wasnt't that hair suppose to be flowing through my fingers?"
"Wasn't that scent suppose to linger around me?"
No never, it never was that way. I snapped back to reality.
"why the hell are you even angry?"
"you have no rights! you have no say!"
He may not score As. He may not be a thinker, but he loves you so. Deeper than than deepest ocean, more than there are stars in the sky.
"And who are you to spoil all these?"
"You are nothing, Nothing. NOTHING!"
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