Part of the 'I love you' series, a gender ambiguous series of very short love stories |
An Eternal Promise, Forever: It was the affection that radiated from your smile and the love that swam within your eyes that left me without doubts. The way the contours of my face seemed to fit so perfectly in your hands, and the way that each time our lips brushed together, everything burned stunningly brighter. How you made me feel so safe and calm, while at the same time sending electric jolts to every nerve in my body, surging throughout every millimetre that was me. Every time I saw you my heart fluttered with the ferocity of a thousand butterflies, my smile ever present and unwavering with you near. We cared not for the opinions of others, that perhaps we were too young to truly experience love. It didn't matter if that's what they thought, and though we cared for and respected those people, we knew they were wrong. A weak smile etched itself across my face at the memory of you, marred by the tears that streaked relentlessly down my cheeks. My eyes open and blood-shot, were no longer concerned with seeing what was present as the past enveloped my mind and soul. Your laughter, your voice, both echoed through my memories, the only place I’d ever hear them again. My body shook as I grasped violently at my face, desperate to keep smiling. I knew I’d miss you if you ever left, but this was so much more than I had anticipated. It was nigh unbearable to face. My reality was crashing around me, my life falling to pieces. The person I had been was broken; shattered into pieces so small they remained unrecognisable. I couldn't continue to hide within my memories, you would not have wanted me to shut away the world, even if it was in an attempt to hold onto you that much longer. My eyes began to focus as I felt my control slipping. As I took in my surroundings I began to ponder if I even still remained in the world we had once resided in. It seemed unlikely, this world was so much different than our world. Our world had been beautiful, it had been so bright, colourful and alive. The world I now found myself in was dull and colourless; almost entirely lifeless. Shrinking in on myself I gently placed the bouquet down. Red tulips and a pink carnation, the perfect message, and the perfect representation of what we had. The sight brought me to a place I had visited many times previous. I would never forget these flowers, you had brought the very same bouquet to me once, just once. It was an act of love, to express your feelings in a wordless display. I had been pessimistic at first. Everyone gets their lovers flowers. You had merely chuckled at me and explained to me the meaning of the flowers. My fingertips traced lightly along the tulips, the velvety red petals cooed to me and all who saw them, ‘my perfect lover’. My hand dropped to my side as my eyes bore into the pink carnation. One single carnation, in the centre of the bouquet, though greatly out-numbered by the tulips, it’s message spoke loudest, ‘I will never forget you’. Choking on my sobs I laid my head down on the mahogany casket, pressing myself into the firm wood, forcing myself as close to you as I could. The flowers’ message screaming through my head ‘I will never forget you, my perfect lover’. My tears began to blur my vision as they fell helplessly onto the shiny surface. I softly placed a trembling kiss upon the coffin encasing all I lived for. Resting my forehead along the cold surface, I took one quivering breath and said good-bye to everything I had ever known, everything I had ever cared for, the one thing that would remain forever, “I love you.” |