Illusive Love

I hear his heartbeat like a wave engulfing the golden sand of desire. The very depths of my sanity are overlaid with his breath. The feeling of passion and love passes through my skin to him, everything is electrified and uncontrollable. This was when everything was perfect and no one questioned what it meant to live or die. That was all in that moment. Then the moment went out like a blown globe. What I suddenly needed was life but all I wanted was death. I know it hurt, love hurt. It was incredibly heart wrenching and fiery but at the same time it was deceptive and became an illusion. One thing I will never forget is in those amazing seconds, was that this moment, this moment, was the best and worst day of my life. I will no longer be the light he will follow, the saviour of his world, the one thing that meant something to him. He chose his path, death. But the question I now face is - do I stay or do I follow my heart, even though it may be down that very same road.   

Author's Note

Okay, so I added a few tweaks to this piece but it is still an introduction to a short story.

Reviews

[Archos]

There's a couple of mistakes (I here instead of I hear, for instance) and it is way too vague. It would perhaps do better as a poem.

[J.Michele]

Oh dear, thank you so much for pointing out my mistakes and I'm not sure where I was going with this anyway, it was just a scribble. But as a poem it definitely might work better.