The Ring (A Drabble)
Okay, so Wendy challenged me to write a drabble with the same word I gave her!!! See: http://wendymr.livejournal.com/40967.html
To think in suggesting it, I had my mind on a cheesy unrealistic proposal, but didn't write it myself that way either! Anyway... thank you, Wendy!! Here goes:
The Ring
I awaken; she’s staring at me. Crying. She doesn’t understand. How could she? Adventure to adventure, some laughs, one heart to two, one kiss… but this isn’t something we’ve faced. She doesn’t know.
I do. Life. Death. Life. New body. Death. Life. It never stops. I chase it. Around. Myself. My life.
How can anyone make sense out of one history lived with so many faces?
She’s crying.
I haven’t seen myself yet. Is it bad? The fear’s returned. Who am I this time?
Her tears…
I hate my new form already.
When does it stop? Do circles ever break?
To think in suggesting it, I had my mind on a cheesy unrealistic proposal, but didn't write it myself that way either! Anyway... thank you, Wendy!! Here goes:
The Ring
I awaken; she’s staring at me. Crying. She doesn’t understand. How could she? Adventure to adventure, some laughs, one heart to two, one kiss… but this isn’t something we’ve faced. She doesn’t know.
I do. Life. Death. Life. New body. Death. Life. It never stops. I chase it. Around. Myself. My life.
How can anyone make sense out of one history lived with so many faces?
She’s crying.
I haven’t seen myself yet. Is it bad? The fear’s returned. Who am I this time?
Her tears…
I hate my new form already.
When does it stop? Do circles ever break?