continued
I got board so i wrote a sequel of sorts for Alone
Title: Alone Once More
Rating: PG
Fiction: Original
Despair, agony, empty, these are now my feelings, even worse then feeling alone. Happiness, I had found it, found you and my world had changed. I had smiled, I was loved, and loved in return, but now that happiness has been ripped away along with what was left of my soul. I am but a lifeless shell now. Slowly my legs give way and I sink to the muddy ground, the rain is falling, and it's cold, but I feel none of this, only the pain in my chest where my heart should have been. Your gravestone stands in front of me, in row with many others. I didn't believe it was true until now, as if it was all just a bad dream, I didn't even attend the funeral still believing it had to be a cruel joke. but it's not, it's true and it makes the pain that much worse, I didn't say goodbye, I had said nothing, everything had happened so fast. Only one thing I know is truth, that once again I am alone, forever and an eternity, life isn't worth living without you here. It was bearable before I hadn't known what ti meant to be truly happy, but to have the little bit of it ripped from within my grasp, it's a fate worse then death.
You were the only one who looked at me, at first in distaste, like I was unworthy of breathing the same air as you, but you spoke to me, and that was all I needed. I was hooked from the first horrible word you uttered "move" simple, but it stunned me where I stood, which happened to be in your way. This infuriated you even more and you pushed me aside with an annoyed growl. Normally one would sidestep, instead of making an effort to physically move me, but not you, no you were too good to move around something
The next day we met again, once more on chance this time it was even worse, we had bumped into one another in such a rush and dropped our belongings. It was then you gave me a cold stare and chided me once more "I thought I told you to stay out of my way" you're voice says and once more I am shocked, you spoke to me as if I was recognized, even as a piece of filth to you. It stuck with me, you recognized me and spoke to me once more. The rest of my week had been a blur and we hadn't crossed paths again.
Once again I sunk into my depression, life was so void, it had no meaning, and yet my thoughts were consumed of only you, your piercing glare, you're harsh words echoing in my mind, oddly they comforted me, I wanted no needed to see you again.
It wasn't until a month later when our paths happen to cross once more, you glared at me, wondering what exactly it was I was doing shuffling like an idiot in front of you opening and closing my mouth like a gaping fish "Spit it out" you snapped patience drawing thin, I flinched and your features actually softened. You looked so beautiful, you were always so beautiful, I was never worthy, and I never will be but you accepted me still.
"Can I walk with you?" I asked in a meek voice, fear of rejection clearly lining my voice
"Why should I?" you felt as if I had wasted enough of your precious time
"Because you notice me" I admitted and you blinked in shock
"What?"
"You speak to me, and it means something, no one ever says anything"
"You're insane" You growl and turn to leave but I grab you're wrist stopping you and you spin a harsh glare on your delicate features
"Please" I pleaded eyes begging
Sighing you tug you're arm free "fine, but then you must leave me be"
I nodded quickly, surprised you actually accepted
That day we didn't talk much, I don't think we talked at all, but It felt good just to be walking with you in the silence, I had always hated the silence, but with you it was never bad, you never did speak much, unless insulting me.
Even after that day we met again a couple times, each one as quiet as the last, but your glares and snide remarks soon turned to soft glaces and small smirks. The distance between us while we walked soon grew smaller and smaller, and it was you who first took my hand in yours blushing slightly as you did so, I flushed as well as warmth spread through me.
Tears fell from my eyes as the memories floated through my mind, it wasn't fair, why did they have to take you, why couldn't I have been the one to die? I am nothing, I will never be anything, but you were someone people respected and admired you, they always asked what you were doing with a lowlife like myself, but you always gave them the same answer "because I choose to"
You choose me, and it was probably the worst choice of your life, by choosing me, you choose death and in that left me alone once more.
Soaked and shaking I stand on shaky legs hours later, slowly tearing my gazed of the gray headstone that stood above where you're body lay.
Once more I head home to my now empty house, doomed to walk the life I have been given, alone
Owari
Title: Alone Once More
Rating: PG
Fiction: Original
Despair, agony, empty, these are now my feelings, even worse then feeling alone. Happiness, I had found it, found you and my world had changed. I had smiled, I was loved, and loved in return, but now that happiness has been ripped away along with what was left of my soul. I am but a lifeless shell now. Slowly my legs give way and I sink to the muddy ground, the rain is falling, and it's cold, but I feel none of this, only the pain in my chest where my heart should have been. Your gravestone stands in front of me, in row with many others. I didn't believe it was true until now, as if it was all just a bad dream, I didn't even attend the funeral still believing it had to be a cruel joke. but it's not, it's true and it makes the pain that much worse, I didn't say goodbye, I had said nothing, everything had happened so fast. Only one thing I know is truth, that once again I am alone, forever and an eternity, life isn't worth living without you here. It was bearable before I hadn't known what ti meant to be truly happy, but to have the little bit of it ripped from within my grasp, it's a fate worse then death.
You were the only one who looked at me, at first in distaste, like I was unworthy of breathing the same air as you, but you spoke to me, and that was all I needed. I was hooked from the first horrible word you uttered "move" simple, but it stunned me where I stood, which happened to be in your way. This infuriated you even more and you pushed me aside with an annoyed growl. Normally one would sidestep, instead of making an effort to physically move me, but not you, no you were too good to move around something
The next day we met again, once more on chance this time it was even worse, we had bumped into one another in such a rush and dropped our belongings. It was then you gave me a cold stare and chided me once more "I thought I told you to stay out of my way" you're voice says and once more I am shocked, you spoke to me as if I was recognized, even as a piece of filth to you. It stuck with me, you recognized me and spoke to me once more. The rest of my week had been a blur and we hadn't crossed paths again.
Once again I sunk into my depression, life was so void, it had no meaning, and yet my thoughts were consumed of only you, your piercing glare, you're harsh words echoing in my mind, oddly they comforted me, I wanted no needed to see you again.
It wasn't until a month later when our paths happen to cross once more, you glared at me, wondering what exactly it was I was doing shuffling like an idiot in front of you opening and closing my mouth like a gaping fish "Spit it out" you snapped patience drawing thin, I flinched and your features actually softened. You looked so beautiful, you were always so beautiful, I was never worthy, and I never will be but you accepted me still.
"Can I walk with you?" I asked in a meek voice, fear of rejection clearly lining my voice
"Why should I?" you felt as if I had wasted enough of your precious time
"Because you notice me" I admitted and you blinked in shock
"What?"
"You speak to me, and it means something, no one ever says anything"
"You're insane" You growl and turn to leave but I grab you're wrist stopping you and you spin a harsh glare on your delicate features
"Please" I pleaded eyes begging
Sighing you tug you're arm free "fine, but then you must leave me be"
I nodded quickly, surprised you actually accepted
That day we didn't talk much, I don't think we talked at all, but It felt good just to be walking with you in the silence, I had always hated the silence, but with you it was never bad, you never did speak much, unless insulting me.
Even after that day we met again a couple times, each one as quiet as the last, but your glares and snide remarks soon turned to soft glaces and small smirks. The distance between us while we walked soon grew smaller and smaller, and it was you who first took my hand in yours blushing slightly as you did so, I flushed as well as warmth spread through me.
Tears fell from my eyes as the memories floated through my mind, it wasn't fair, why did they have to take you, why couldn't I have been the one to die? I am nothing, I will never be anything, but you were someone people respected and admired you, they always asked what you were doing with a lowlife like myself, but you always gave them the same answer "because I choose to"
You choose me, and it was probably the worst choice of your life, by choosing me, you choose death and in that left me alone once more.
Soaked and shaking I stand on shaky legs hours later, slowly tearing my gazed of the gray headstone that stood above where you're body lay.
Once more I head home to my now empty house, doomed to walk the life I have been given, alone
Owari