I am all the days that you choose to ignore

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
How we met

Submitted: August 23, 2012

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I put my paintbrush to the bleak white canvas and pull a vibrant blue streak down the entire length. I breathe deeply, and continue to saturate the whiteness. I am not presently aware of my painting, I am only aware of the blue streaking back and forth before my eyes creating a depth beyond where I sit. I am lost in wet blue, only too aware that you are behind me. I feel every breeze on my neck as people leave and enter the room, I am aware of every sound that comes behind me.

"You are all I need"

Who are you? Why do you love me from afar when I tell you again and again it cannot be?

"I hate your guts"

For being what you want and cannot have, so therefore you despise me?

I ignore your calls, glance over your texts, and I tell myself what I need to hear. You're not what I need. No I love who I love before I ever met you.

Until that day. You whisk me away on a rainy day after painting class, with the top down and Radiohead blaring, rythmically explaining to me, "I'm the next act waiting in the wings, i'm an animal trapped in your hot car, I am all the days that you choose to ignore," You look at me with bright blue beauty in your eyes, and you look as if you are seeing something extraordinary. You yell my name out the window like it's something special to sit beside me. Rain is kissing my cheeks through the rooftop and the ocean is storming as we coast down highway 101, and I feel so miserably elated, I wonder why I ever met you, and how I could ever forget you. You stole me that day, whether I wanted to be stolen or not.

When I was with him, I thought of you. You were bright colors smeared on our cheeks, and rain, and beautiful music and perfect smiles. I wondered what it felt like to touch you.

And when we kissed with the taste of 40's on our breath and sand on our feet I lost my mind, and he lost the little amount of my heart that he ever did have. I gave it to you totally and completely.

I love you, I only stick with you because there are no others.


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