The virus had given his wife youth; after he exhumed her she followed him wherever he went, craving his body with a mindless desire. He didn’t mind, age had claimed her teeth long ago and he had never believed in “till death do us part.”
Tag: love
airless
He says, “you breathe 25,000 times a day and expect to only love once in your life.”
But he does not know that I am ghost.
What I Missed
I said that you should leave LA because it’s what you want to do. What I meant is: I love you more than I love having you.
Mirror Words
Finally, hours later, when I was able to touch the soft white skin of her beautiful cheek, I felt dead eyes searching me with questions. I had loved her completely but found myself holding her lifeless body by the neck wondering who had written the words on the mirror.
Fridge
Pieces of her ended up in the fridge. Inside the freezer, her lifeless eyes stare coldly at her heart— blaming it for her shortcomings.
Heat Of The Moment
I kissed her, she kissed back— she tasted of lust. Holding her tight, I began to notice how cold her body was.
Pathways
She stroked her fingers though his hair and stared lovingly into his eyes before letting out a short, light sigh and falling asleep. He pulled the knife out, wiped it, and left.
Unexpected
“Surprise!” yelled Laura, all smiles as she ran across the bedroom and hugged me tightly.
I gripped her close and tried to push Tammy’s negligee under the bed with my foot.
Her
I gripped at my heart, where the bullet had passed through, as if I could undo the action and survive once more.
But I couldn’t, so I thought of Her as I died alone.
Morning
Her heat ebbs slowly from the sheets, leaving nothing but an ineffable sense of the passage of time.
I wish the beautiful would linger.
.
When you left me you told me that one day I would find someone who was perfect for me.
I met her today, and all I could think about was you.
No such thing as too much Love
“I think we should break up” I said.
“Go to sleep dear” she replied, before locking me in my cage and walking away.
Horror Story
I am a horror story; you should be afraid to pick me up, lead me on, make me fall in love with you, let me down and break my heart.
Cause if you do all those things, I promise you I’ll hunt you down, because I don’t let go that easily, I’ll take my soul back and leave you there for dead.
The Baby Is Crying
She lay in bed, burying her head under the pillow, replaying the sensation of his fingers on her skin. Two weeks had passed and it would be fourteen more endless days before she saw him again.
Teeth
Jeannie gave up brushing to be with her dentist: his earthy smell, the pressure of fingers in her mouth. Five root canals, and she can’t stop smiling.
Shimmery Bright
The world is beautiful with tears in my eyes. What could it be without?
Gloomy Sunrise
He sat down in his rocking chair on the porch and simply stared out into the distant sunrise, all the while taking short little sips from his fresh coffee, and quick little puffs from his stale cigarettes.
It really was a completely different world out there, without her by his side.
Somwhere in April
Four months ago, I remembered he just rang on my mobile and said that I have to forget her and forgive him for was being trying by force me to do so, then sudden warm tear drop came from somewhere in my eyes and went down through my cheeks, felt my heart almost stop there, and kind of butterfly effects in side my stomach. Deeply I went blank, which felt to me that whole world was deteriorating on top of my head and still don’t know why he did that to me but he seems to be very happy and moving on nowadays.
The Rumba
If she’d seen him on the street she might not have looked at him twice, but when he danced he was the kind of beautiful that made her start thinking in verse, long strings of adjectives and hyperbole leaping out of her fingertips. After a few songs worth of violent inner turmoil, she worked up the courage to ask him to dance a rumba with her, and it was then that she realized the most perfect kind of joy could only be expressed in 4/4 time at 26 measures per minute.
Late Night
“It’s a beautiful rain outside. Would be perfect for movies, you lazybones” – i wrote her.