Thursday, November 22, 2018

A promise well kept

Sitting by the open fire watching as the logs burn. He tilts his head back and closes his eyes as the memories in his mind pass by. The logs burning crackle in the flame. He has only but himself to blame. His love for grew stronger as the fire blazed higher. She was his drug that had his heart and captivated her soul. He didn't want to leave but she had an ace up her sleeve which made him always stay two steps of her everyday. He'd wake up each morning to watch her sleep, he'd kiss her forehead and her smile was priceless as could be. She loved every inch of him and nothing mattered more. They both wished they would grow old together. They lasted for years but couldn't complete a decade. His sweat, his touch, his kiss, was all that, but she did miss. Her name was on his lips every moment he wished for her near. Tears stream down his face as he thinks about how his fingers always found her beautiful face. Her brown eyes melted his heart, her hugs were his morning jumpstart. Her kisses were like his ecstasy and always made him close his eyes. Now his soul has died and he can't relate as to how he fell so madly in love. Was it from the moment he held her hand or when her angelic face captured his soul. He has no one to love and doesn't have her to hold. She moved forward while he sat back and pondered what went wrong. She found another behind his back, she didn't have the strength to deal with that. Walking away was her only choice stay back to fight was what he did ever since he was a boy. She didn't know how she hurt and he didn't know how he felt the pain. He never ever remained the same. The logs burn out and the fire doused soon. He walked towards the cliff and looked up at the  glaring moon. He sits down and wonders what comes next. He leaps forward to his death. He crashed to the ground from a height unaccounted. He smiled as his soul left his body so mounted. He left the earth and his heart beated the last for the woman he loved dearly. He kept his promise till my last breath, and embraced his inevitable death.

Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks