A SIMPLE STORY OF AN ALIEN RACE OF HUMANS AND THEIR BARRIER OF ALMOST LOVE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 20, 2016

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 The tabs hit her tongue sliding relentlessly down her throat. Her heart jolted as she felt herself, every ounce of her being, descend into the stars.  She could see all of the pain slipping away from her heart to her skin and proceeding to drip to the ground. She glanced up towards the sky or rather downward, it was raining. The cool firey drops of forgotten memories and "could have been's" landed in her hair touching upon every strand.  Chills ran up and down her spine zigzagging gracefully, back-and-forth weaving in and out through her rib cage as her mind hopelessly tried to push away all the days so close yet so far away, where not a drop of food made it all the way down her throat without her forcefully bringing it back up again. Her head started to spin, the people who encompassed her became portraits reflecting everything in herself that she lacked of and yearned for. She could faintly taste the worn down red kindergarten paintbrushes and crayons stroking upon every aspect of her reality making everything seem less and less real. The cool drops of hopelessness landed gently on the scars that layed out in rows across her arms. She winced as a glow of stories never told and soon to be forgotten bursted out of her head and pooled as drops of blood running down her wrists, covering her thighs in patterns of grapevines. As the acid further kicked in she became more and more distant from the stars that etched out her very existence and her thoughts that laid among the forever moving outermost layer of Saturns rings.  She could feel nothing but his arms wrapped around her's. His warmth constructed ever so carefully extending out from every inch of his soft skin to hers, stopping midway as the barrier of their almost love closed in on them, tearing them apart. It hurt, a pain like no other. He slipped her a bowl, It served no other purpose than to forget. The cool glass grazed against her fingertips, prints like no other. She only held it for simple moment before slipping away among the clouds, shattering everything she thought she knew and she knew what was. Her heart sank drowning with the rest, as she felt him slip away without a goodbye. Every inch of her and her soul that laid within the stars commenced to crack open and spill, clouding everyone who was destined to meet her and everyone who regretted doing so's mind with the dust so light  that it far surpassed it's ability to be heavy. She too left without a goodbye. 


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