Friday, October 30

silent love song

Running, she kept running up the meadowed hill. Bare feet pattering across the soft dewy grass, wind blowing her filmy nightgown, long, black hair flying behind her. Starry night starts to give way to the first signs of dawn but still the hilltop seems so far away.

Nearing the top of the hill provides the view of...nothing.

He's not there.

She hides her tears from the stars, the hill, the grass. Her pace slowed. Crickets stopped chirping one by one. Stars beginning to fade even more. The sea below came into view.

Stopped. Fell to her knees as waves crashed into shore far below. Swallowing the sand and disappearing back again. First drop of tears fall to the lonely grass, mixing with dew.

And then he's there.

A whisper in her ear, a gust of gentle wind on her cheeks, a soft breeze in her hair.
And her heart soared again, flying among the first rays of sunrise spilling from the sky.


he's a silent love song...

4 comments:

  1. deymmm this is the first time i'm writing in, what? months? a year??

    T_T ...missed this so much.

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  2. owh how i am feeling like the first half right now....

    Nearing the top of the hill provides the view of...nothing.

    ccccccchhhhhhhhhuuuuuut...pedih.

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  3. beautifully written.

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  4. kazet, don't feel like that.
    touchdown from jepang pukul berapa today? takoyaki party with us?
    we'll wait at the top of the hill for u.

    ixa, thank you babe~

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