“I love the feel of your skin under my fingers so soft…so smooth…so tangible. I love the way goose bumps slowly form as I run my fingers across your back. The way they slowly sprout up from the depths of your skin and into the light. They say love is an endless sea of blue so calm so peaceful. But an endless war still goes on to stop the water from turning murky grey and destroying the love we’ve created.”
I had just put the closed sign on the front door after the last of the customers left the store and was about ready to begin cleaning the tables when you walked in dressed in skinny jeans and a leather jacket. Your brown hair was short and curly was now straight. I raised an eyebrow with the realization of what you did. You straightened your hair with my straightener…seems you lied to me yesterday when you told me your sister needed to borrow it.
I pretended not to notice you and began humming a song. I think it was something’s got a hold on me. You said I had a beautiful voice…rich and full just like Cher’s. You called it a voice like no other. You always said that. It wasn’t long before I started singing the song and dancing around the chairs and tables. I suppose you just stood there by the counter, watching me dance around singing at the top of my lungs. Not that you’d care anyway. You believed in me expressing myself and that is one of the things I love about you.
I was singing the chorus when you came up behind me and wrapped your arms around my waist. We waltzed around the room, you humming the song with me. You sang the melody, I the harmony. We finished singing the song and you kissed me on the cheek and told me how lovely my voice sounded. It made my heart melt.
I touched your hair and told you how weird you looked with straight hair. You just laughed and kissed me saying it was a nice change. We both began cleaning the tables humming songs together laughing happily. I finally locked the door and we both left in your car. You told me you were taking me somewhere special…you always took me somewhere special.
You told me to close my eyes and I did. You opened the glass window and I couldn’t help but sigh as the cool wind came in contact with my skin. I asked you were we were going. You placed your hand on my knee and told me it was somewhere special.
I began smelling the scent of the ocean and turned my head to your direction. You warned me not to open my eyes and I couldn’t help but giggle. I was tempted to ask where we were going but couldn’t be bothered asking.
You told me to open my eyes and I did. We were still driving but this time we were on a hill overlooking the ocean. I thought you’d stop driving but you didn’t. You kept going at full speed. I yelled at you to stop but you didn’t. You just kept going. You told me this was how it was meant to be. Me and you dying together. I screamed at you to stop. I wanted you to stop but you wouldn’t listen.
I screamed as we went over the cliff….I screamed because….because this wasn’t how it was meant to be. I screamed because I didn’t want to die…because….
As I sit here on top of the cliff overlooking the water, I can’t help but notice the skid marks on the road.
The sad thing is that you died and I survived…you left me here on earth with your child growing in my womb…the child you’d never get to see.