I heard the bells of destiny call our names. I anxiously made my way through the meandering crowd that constantly swarmed around the church; intent it seamed on us ever being together. My breath wept as my fear turned to tears... The world now morbidly clear of anyone or thing as I exited the maelstrom of those in waiting. The last chime echoed through my memories of you. It coursed through my once warm body like cold blood from a dead, blackened wound. I felt it tainted with the miracle of life yet I could not grasp it or hold on to its promise. The cold lead that filled my world with darkness touched me once again... A cold flash of regret as you stood weeping over me. I did not intend for the warmth to leave your world or mine... Yet here I am. A eternal wait for a love I once shared. The bells are chiming... Where are you?
creativeshamen:
I love writing about the pains of life. I can relate.