"I'm scared." Looking up at the night sky, trying not to fall apart.
I felt him scoot closer to me.
"Scared of what?"
I hesitated for a moment.
" I... I'm scared of the thought that this might be the last time I'll be making coffee for my Dad, the last time I'll iron and fold his clothes. I'm scared of the thought of his heart breaking when I'm not here anymore.
I'm so scared that I feel like I won't be able to witness the sun shine again, that today might be my last day."
I said looking down at my shaking hands, suddenly ashamed of my revelation.
But his next words gave my heart a sense of something foreign...Hope.
" You're scared.
Isn't that enough reason to stay?"
-H.Asteid
" You gave me no other choice but to be strong."
-H.Asteid
I was born with reds and violets tattooed on my stomach, shards of glass in my eyes and scars on my back. I never really knew how to talk in a velvety voice or hold flowers in my hands without crushing them in the process. The love introduced to me isn't the kind of love that'd wish you sweet dreams. The love I've known brought me nightmares with me crying, laughing at my fallen tooth on the carpet.
So please be patient with me. I'm still learning not to destroy the things I love.
---H.Asteid🍁
Our love was softly subdued, in shades of autumn amber hues. With leaves crunching beneath our feet, it was his love that began to destroy me.
Reciting our beautiful vows before the lord, we danced on a windless October night, to a haunted symphony of melodious chords.
Lost in the darkness of his hollow eyes, the exquisite mask he’d designed slowly fell, into decaying autumn leaves on the ground, and his love withered without ever making a sound.
© September, 2020 Kathlene
“You can, you should, and if you’re brave enough to start, you will.”
— Stephen King
" I would've loved you forever if you had only let me."
-H.Asteid
" What made you so afraid of people getting too close?"
-H.Asteid