When you're gone

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
There is no tomorrow, There is only this moment and once the moment is gone, there is no coming back...
If you love some one tell them before it's too late.

Submitted: April 25, 2015

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Submitted: April 25, 2015

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When you’re gone

I sat on my couch late in the evening with the distant sound of vehicles which was the only source to break the silence prevalent in my room and my life. I took the last sip of whisky and got up to fill it again from the bottle placed on the table covered up with cinders pouring out from the ash tray. The void that I was feeling and the growing clouds of pain in my chest turned into a storm of rage and I threw the bottle towards the mirror. It was shattered into pieces and the multiple reflections of my own-self reminded me of her saying that one day I would regret letting her go. She was right indeed.

Soon my thoughts started wandering into the beautiful lanes of memory and she appeared in front of my blurry eyes. She has beautiful black waves of tresses, those deep dark brown eyes which always twinkled whenever they looked at me, those soft, coral lips which used to smile like the springs, her small child-like hands followed by suave arms, made me smile through the dried out tears in my eyes. I was smitten by her perfect curves and toned waist. I told her once that her eyes are gorgeous and she shied just like the crimson dusk slowly covers the clear blue sky. She was breathtakingly beautiful. I felt her fragrance all over me of which I was obsessed with. The warm earthy scent of hers mixed with a hint of jasmine was moving through my veins and captivating me. I was haunted by her thoughts and I couldn’t take it anymore. After spending all this time without her I realized how pathetic my life has become. She was the one to bring magnificence to my sullen life. She stood by me in thick and thin but I never cared and took her for granted. And now she was gone, all because of me. She has loved me with all her heart but my pride always took over my feelings, because I was too fearful of exposing my emotions.

The day she was leaving she hugged me without asking me but I didn’t wrap my arms around her. I couldn’t break my cold exterior. That day she looked at me with a vague hope that I would stop her, hold her hand and finally tell her that I loved her. But I did not. And now I was craving to hug her back, to wrap her around my arms and never let go. I picked up the phone to call her not even knowing if the number still exists. My heart started beating faster as the ring went off but nobody seemed to pick up the call. I was about to hang up the phone in distress then suddenly I heard a sweet, surreal voice saying ‘Hello’. It was her. It was my Anne, my best friend, my love. Words didn’t come out of my mouth. She said Hello again and I was numb. She said Hello for the third time and I knew she would hang up if I would not speak and then with all the audacity I said, ‘I love you, Anne. I love you so much’

There was a pause. I knew she identified me, how can she not. And then she spoke in her ever soft voice, ‘I loved you too Mike.’

 Before I could speak further I heard another voice coming from her back. ‘Mom come fast, Dad’s looking for you.’  My heart started sinking. I thought she would still be the same, my silly Anne, hopelessly in love with me. I thought also missed me as much as I did, but no, she did not, she moved on.

I disconnected the call and staring at the broken pieces of glass all I could think of that she said ‘I loved you’.


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